posted on November 1, 2008 - 10:21am
It was 5 o’clock on a weekday afternoon. I was sitting on the corner of Montrose, a five-lane thoroughfare through downtown Houston, and Sul Ross, a little cross street between West Alabama and Richmond. The class I was taking at the University of St. Thomas had ended for the day, and I was waiting for my faithfully late METRO bus.
posted on May 1, 2007 - 3:29pm
QUEST Vol. 14, No. 3
Brice Carroll, a retired accountant, and Sheba live in Hot Springs, Ark. He has limb-girdle muscular dystrophy.