Pat Good Stories

By: Patricia Francis Good      When my husband Skip died, I knew what I had to do to honor his wishes. He hated funeral homes and told me if I ever let people see him in a coffin, he would probably come back to haunt me. So instead, I decided to take his cremated remains to…

By: Patricia Francis Good      A close friend once asked me if I ever had a lover while I was married to my husband. I answered“No”. But I lied. I had a lover boy for twelve years named Doogie. And my husband knew all aboutthe love affair. He slept in the same bed with us every…

By: Patricia Francis Good      A while back when I was living in Austin, my sister Pam and her husband Jerry bought a property close to Lake Travis and built a restaurant called The Drop Anchor. I often drove out to see them. On the way, I noticed a church, St. Luke’s on the Lake, perched…