Author: robertjr

He was tops in his class of 1947, To UT, then the Army, surely that had to have been no heaven. Started as an accountant mainly by day, Then many nights at law school, To become the brilliant attorney, that he would portray. Many years later in life through hard work and honest living, Through much prejudice in Houston,… Continue reading My Padrino Abe

Long ago while in Sacramento, A friend met a lady that gave her insights, maybe nice mementos. She was a psychic, a seer, Who told her very interesting things about her future and talk about someone who would someday maybe endear? The seer told my friend that someday later in life, something with a “B”… Continue reading What Was Meant To Be

From the land where our beautiful stars and stripes still waves To our soldiers overseas, who still have sand getting into their ears, We know that you’re sacrificing and giving it your all, So that back home we can live and love, and go for the long haul. From the shopkeeper at home trying to… Continue reading To Our National Heroes & My Own Homegrown Collazo Heroes

A former FBI Agent, her name was Sue, and she worked at the CI with all her great cohorts. Renown and tops in her field, a professor of sorts, She showed us who was Dominant, Conscientious, Influential or Steady, To ensure we’d be ace at interviewing, and of course, to be ready. Sue taught us… Continue reading Dr. Sue

My Abuelita was not a large person; for she was barely five feet. Nevertheless, she took care of my brothers and I when we were young on 38th Street. Recalling those days of my youth, Of walking into our home from school and smelling the sweet savory smell of beans brewing Meant a big bowl… Continue reading Mis Recuerdos De Mi Abuelita [My Memories of My Grandma]

Long ago the day started beautiful on the lake with that break of dawn, When my brothers Frank, and Eddie and myself started fishing that day All we could talk about was the big fish we might catch, However, we just never expected to face death that day in that big lake. We thought we… Continue reading On That Big Lake

I hear you’re stressed, and sick and tired. You’ve been working like a maniac, and getting bogged down & mired. You’ve been writing agency guidelines When you feel you should be on the sidelines. And now your brain is toast, and feel you’ve done the most. However, do not get stressed on me, Kay. Now… Continue reading My Stressed Out Friend

She handles the toughest issues, And makes it all look simple. Yet you wonder how she is able to do it, With nary a complaint or whimper. With all the budget & other stuff to do, She takes it all in stride, And keeps coming back for more, And always gets it right. She’s always… Continue reading Our Girl Friday

It all started when my Dad was born sweet off the vine in ’29, He was the seventh of eleven children. He would give you his lunch, and would not whine If you needed it more than he. For you see my Dad could not stand things not to be right, you see. Dad was… Continue reading My Dad and Mom