

Word traveled down to me this morning that my dear friend, Coleen Salley, isn't doing so well. If you ever meet Coleen, you will not forget her. I met Coleen back in 1998 when my first book came out. She was having a party(as she often does) in her French Quarter apartment for the Mid-South Booksellers Conference attendees. Someone had sent her a copy of My Louisiana Sky.
When we were introduced, she said, "Oh, honey, I just love that little girl."
We've been friends ever since.
Coleen is an extraordinary storyteller and children's author. One time when I was staying with her, she showed me another author's book that she was excited about. I don't recall the title, but it was about animal poo. We sat in her living room as she read the story to me with a plastic pile of poo on her head.
Open one of Coleen's books, and you will get to know a special part of her, too.
Happy birthday, Coleen. We love you!
If you would like to send Coleen a card, here's the address:
St James Retirement
ATTN Coleen Salley
HCE 503
333 Lee Dr.
Baton Rouge, Louisiana 70808
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