Teresa

Last summer was the summer my sister died, and it’s all coming back—or did it ever go away? My wife and I are planning to go to ZoukFest this June in Albuquerque. I was there last year, taking advantage of my free lodging in exchange for Webmaster chores, in the self-assumed role of famous-writer-holed-up-in-his-hotel-room (minus [...]

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Simply put, I am a complete wreck. The first two visits to Austin this summer to visit my sister were hard enough—when she died in late August, it hit me like a freight train. Going back a third time for a memorial celebration was actually the most difficult of all. After visiting her room at [...]

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Teresa Virginia Farr, 1948-2010

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“Teresa idolized you, did you know that?” (Thus wrote cousin Joyce…) No, I didn’t, actually. As I told my wife this afternoon, “Maybe if I had, I’d have behaved better.” The last 10 years, especially. What with the chaos of the move to New Mexico and subsequent turmoil, lack of funds, and generally having my [...]

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My sister is still okay with visitors, and so I’m off again. Same deal as before: two days down, because why push it, and then the weirdly groovy megalopolis of Austin in the boiling, godawful heat… There’s a new automated toll road on the north side of town, too. I never saw how to pay [...]

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I just realized I had a song with my sister in it! Back in Abilene, Texas about 50 years ago, there was a movie theater on Butternut Street where I went almost every Saturday afternoon. The place was actually a surplus quonset hut, one of those old WWII military buildings that looked like a big [...]

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