Articles on PR for People

Today on February 14, 2021, Tim Phelps is embarking on a nearly 1,800 mile journey. He is intent on getting a petition in front of President Joe Biden. His petition requests that the President of the United States of America offer an official public apology to all of the indigenous tribes in this country for the cruelty and mistreatment they have suffered at the hands of the U.S. government.

I was told never to place my handbag on the floor. I was told never to leave my handbag unattended. I was also told to never ever let another person touch my handbag. Disobeying any of the three cardinal rules of handbags brings poverty and is akin to having a gypsy place a curse on me. The gypsy’s curse lasts forever.

Gertrude’s wispy-thin hair is shock white. Although she’s pushing a hundred, she doesn’t look a day older than eighty. Introducing herself by her nickname, “Trudy,” she smiles, showing her broken teeth—some decaying and in need of extraction.  Gertrude confesses she was never called Gertie because kids would have picked on her and called her Dirty Gertie, and you know what that means—Dirty Gertie is a bad girl, easy, a slut. 

I never met Hayden Brumbeloe, but I like the cadence of his name.   He grew up in a working-class town not far from Abilene, Texas under a hot dry sun in a land most often noted for the way it was depicted in the classic film The Last Picture Show.