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May 17 - May 23, 2020
Dip Doody was the chief of police in our tiny town. His name was a travesty, but we lived in the South. The list of unfortunate names was lengthy. Dip’s brother was Deke and his sister was Daffy. They were all cops. I had no clue if those were nicknames or if their mother had been wasted when she’d named them.
Dip, Deke and Daffy Doody
“Daisy, it doesn’t matter a lick what you believe. Just follow your heart and do what’s right by others. Living it is far better than preaching it.” “What is it?” I asked. “Faith,” she replied. “The invisible belief that life will expand until it fills up the Universe.”
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