I met Sheila Morris and her lovely partner Teresa at a
mutual friend’s home in Palm Springs several years ago. I could tell from her
accent that she was from the south, and from her conversations about politics,
I thought she was a Senator. I’ve been calling her that ever since even though
I now I know she has a background in accounting.
Ms. Morris writes the same way she speaks - good naturedly,
with humor and with an accent. An accent on truth, family and good old Southern
charm.
This book is a collection of essays (sprinkled with Sheila’s
daddy's sayings) of things that are important to her: family, sports, social
injustice and yes, politics. Being a city girl myself, I enjoyed reading about
huge houses, tall trees and lots of land. I could almost smell the plum jelly
cooking on the stove.
I particularly enjoyed the interaction with the owner &
the waitress who worked at a Texas roadhouse named Holder’s.
The most touching moments for me were The Dementia Dialogues
since I am currently caring for my mother who has mild to moderate cognitive
impairment and I Have A Son where this lesbian author shares the unconditional
love she received from her father.
I have not seen Sheila Morris since the day we met, but we
have kept in touch over the years. After reading her book, I see that I was
right, she will always be the “Senator” to me.
For more about Sheila Morris, her books and her blog, visit
www.writersheilamorris.com.
