Author Archives: viarebecca

Standing by my mother looking at Roosevelt-Wilson Elementary School, this is what I saw:  Sky.  So much sky the low building seemed irrelevant. I didn’t take to the tall trees and rolling hills of Pennsylvania, but the sky over Texas City … Continue reading →

Late October 1955, rolling into Texas City on a Greyhound bus, this is what I saw: On the distant skyline, a metropolis, huge, beckoning, a fantasy city. I mostly lived in books, so I compared it to Oz, the Emerald … Continue reading →

“Here We Are, There Ain’t No More, Yea Seniors ’64” The life of a person is not what happened, but what he remembers and how he remembers it.  Gabriel Garcia Marquez I dedicate this blog to the Texas City High … Continue reading →