Lest we forget
By Nancy Ford Ahhhhh. That’s the collective sound of America exhaling — something most of us have been waiting to do for more than four years. Suffice it to say:
By Nancy Ford Ahhhhh. That’s the collective sound of America exhaling — something most of us have been waiting to do for more than four years. Suffice it to say:
By Nancy Ford It’s significant to note that this is the final What a World I get to share with you prior to the presidential election. My, how time flies
By Nancy Ford So how’s everybody doing this summer? Eating those Goya beans? Staying away from demon dreams and Satan semen? Have you joined the Mary Trump fan club yet?
By Nancy Ford Hey, gay gang! Happy Pride Month! OK, perhaps it’s not the happiest Pride Month we’ve ever experienced. As most of you likely already know, the wise and
By Nancy Ford I miss hugs. I miss parties and holiday celebrations with friends. I miss going to a bar for happy hour or to watch a game, eating lukewarm
By Nancy Ford Who could have known that a tiny, little thing like a virus that looks like a pink and red toilet scrubber could have caused so many problems
By Nancy Ford As this issue of MONTROSE STAR goes to press, Vice President Joe Biden is nearly assured of being the Democratic presidential nominee. Admittedly, Joe wasn’t my first
By Nancy Ford So how are you feeling? Do you have a fever? Are you coughing? Experiencing shortness of breath? Welcome to the pollen season in Houston. Or, worst-case scenario,
By Nancy Ford It’s become apparent to me in recent years that the addition of letters with which our LGBTQQISSA+ community chooses to identify our multi-fractioned selves is nearly limitless.
By Nancy Ford Normally the visage of a flying, diapered baby with a penchant for archery would be alarming. But not on Valentine’s Day! Yes, yes, those of us who