Cowboys come and cowboys go not caring how the flowers grow.

Then it happened. The siren was blown. My tutors and I scrambled all over the yard collecting tools from my students and locking them in our tool shed. I thought I had all my bases covered. Staff were accounted for in the school, and I was allowed to go count the tools to make sureContinue reading “Cowboys come and cowboys go not caring how the flowers grow.”

…and then there was Horticulture

Our meeting with the Warden was interesting. He knew more about me than my boss did. He informed me that I was known by the Regional Administrator(his boss) when I worked as an Executive with the medical center. She had conducted the Public Health inspections at the medical center and I was the government liaisonContinue reading “…and then there was Horticulture”