Articles by Linda Brendle

For the last few days, Facebook, email, texts and all other social media have been full of messages related to the beginning of another year. Although most are similar in content, there is a definite difference in attitude. […]

I’ve loved Dr. Seuss since I heard him read Horton Hears a Who on the radio before I started to school. One of my favorites, especially this time of the year, is How the Grinch Stole Christmas – both the book and the movie. […]

One of my many favorite parts of Christmas is the outdoor displays of lights, but apparently not everyone feels the same way. […]

David and I have been in COVID jail since the Saturday after Thanksgiving when I realized I couldn’t smell anything. I didn’t have any other symptoms, but I tested positive, so we were advised to quarantine for 10 days. […]

Facebook sometimes brings sad news, and Sunday was one of those times. AJ’s Fish House, a community institution for 20 years, announced that its doors will close effective December 1. It is not only a great loss to fried fish fans in East Texas, but also to my family. […]

Like everything else this year, Thanksgiving is going to be a bit different. We usually go to the home of relatives for the holiday, but as the messages began coming in that various families were staying home alone this year, I began to plan my menu. […]

David and I visited with our dog friend Spike last weekend while his people took a break from raising cattle. Spike was unusually subdued, maybe feeling the pressure of 2020 like the rest of us. More likely, though, his calm attitude is because of the strict restraints he’s under to keep him from chasing several new calves. Instead of having the run of the ranch, he stays in the barn, the house or tethered on the patio, and he walks on a leash. […]

My husband David has been a biker most of his life. He learned to ride his uncle’s old Cushman motorcycle when he was nine, and since then, hitting the road on two wheels has been an almost magical experience to him. […]