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…

By: Patricia Francis Good      If confession is good for the soul, then my soul feelsredeemed after writing this story!!! As I get older, I realizedthe mistakes I have made in my lifetime. I think its time toclear out my soul’s offenses. What better way for me to dothis than to tell a short story and…

By: Patricia Francis Good      Probably the most important professional fight of my life happened while I was employed at the San Antonio Lighthouse for the Blind. As the Manager of Community Relations, my responsibilities included traveling to Washington DC every three months to advocate for the rights of people who were blind. I never thought…