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Sue Mayfield Geiger

Listen to the Stories

By Sue Mayfield Geiger

I never knew her. My mother never knew her. She was an elegant, petite lady of Austrian heritage born in 1889 at St. Joseph’s Orphanage in San Antonio, Texas. She spent her early years under the watchful eyes of Catholic nuns until 1901 when she was adopted by the McCormick family. A student at Our […]

The Wedding Singer

By Sue Mayfield Geiger

As my younger son’s wedding was in the planning stages, he called me one night to inform me that he wanted me to sing while he and his bride danced at the reception. What? Was he crazy? No, he was absolutely serious. First of all, I didn’t want to turn my son down because he […]

Somewhere Along the River

By Sue Mayfield-Geiger

The Nhà Bè River empties into the East Sea some twelve miles northeast of the Mekong Delta in Vietnam. During the Vietnam War, the U.S. Navy assigned PBR (Patrol Boat River) boats to patrol several rivers in Vietnam to protect South Vietnam and its inhabitants from the Viet Cong. My husband was a PBR captain […]

Beautiful Angel

By Sue Mayfield-Geiger

Beautiful Angel

When a photojournalist friend of mine told me she was putting together a book a few years back about ordinary women, she asked me for recommendations. I thought a bit and asked if there was an age limit. “Not at all,” she said. “We want women who have a story to tell; women who are […]

True Love

By Sue Mayfield-Geiger

True Love

The day of Clark Gable’s funeral, my mother wore black. We lived a thousand miles from Hollywood, but she mourned as if she were part of the crowd paying tribute to her idol. She saw practically every movie he made and watched Gone with the Wind at least 20 times. She often recited famous lines […]

Purple Shoes

By Sue Mayfield-Geiger

Purple Shoes

I knew the way to Easthaven in my sleep. I memorized it in the backseat of the family 4-door Chevrolet sedan, recognizing landmarks along the way: Anita’s Mexican Restaurant, Ella’s Seamstress Shop, Bob’s Barbeque, Phillips 66, Tony’s Grocery Mart, the old red brick abandoned meat packing plant. Then there were miles of weeded road, railroad […]

My Huckleberry Friend

By Sue Mayfield-Geiger

My Huckleberry Friend

How many childhood acquaintances can say they’ve been friends for 62 years? In today’s world of technology and transitions, it may be that memories of childhood will be quite different for present generations. With texting, email, Twitter, Facebook and Skype, friendship is just a click away. Yet there was a time when friendship blossomed between […]

Touchdown!

By Sue Mayfield-Geiger

Touchdown!

As a member of the baton twirling squad in high school, I performed dance routines during halftime at football games, marched at pep rallies, cheered when our team ran onto the field and became pretty adept at throwing my baton into the air – even catching it. During the actual game, I screamed the appropriate […]

The Singer in the Band

By Sue Mayfield-Geiger

The Singer in the Band

I used to be a singer. I wore long, slinky dresses and rhinestone earrings. I sang blues and jazz to a smoky room full of patrons who drank Cutty Sark and Jack Daniels. The club was called the Backstage, and it was on the corner of Main and Holcombe, tucked away in the inside pocket […]

The One

By Sue Mayfield-Geiger

The One

Inks Lake State Park. 1959. I’m 15-years-old and there’s a really cute boy camped two spots from us. He’s taller than me (I’m already 5’10”), and he has pimples, but so do I. He wears his hair in a flattop and mopes around his campsite all day. His parents fish and cook their catch on […]

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