The beautiful bird painting was given to a young man whose last name was Daniels. Lahoma believes that the family downsized their living accommodations, and thus... her beautiful painting ended up at the Goodwill... where it found me. 
Then this morning, about 10 a.m. the phone rang...
I answered.."Hello?"
"Hello Dixie!"... was the reply...
"Lahoma, is that you?" I said...
"Yes dear.. it's me! It's Lahoma."...
and so the 30-minute conversation began.
Lahoma had already read my previous blog post, Looking for Lahoma Herron. (if you haven't read it and would like to just click on the title and be magically transported to the original post!). She was thrilled that I had found her painting and that I had taken the time to look for her and to write about her. Everything that I share with you here, I have Lahoma's permission to share... I hope you enjoy her story... (Candy, I know it's a lot of words, so I'm going to supply photos for those like you and me, that prefer to look at the pretty pictures!).
Lahoma Maxine McCollom was born in Lone Wolf, Oklahoma (and named after her state... OkLahoma) in August of 1921. She Married Eugene Alexander Herron in February of 1939. After WWII, Lahoma and Eugene moved to McLean, Texas and farmed for 17 years.
In McLean, they ran the last "Grade A Raw Milk Dairy" in Texas until the drought.
During the drought (the 6-yr Texas drought 1951-1956), they had to sell the cattle and find some other means of support.
Eugene went to California and came back with a job setting up and running a bra and girdle factory, where Lahoma also worked for 7-years. 
Finally, "Eugene got fed up with it" and they left the factory and McLean for Paris... Paris, Texas in 1961.
There, Lahoma's Sweet Shoppe was born, where Lahoma turned out all kinds of sweets, candies, cakes and pies.
Eugene passed away in March of 1981... but Lahoma continued to live in Paris.
Lahoma had always wanted to paint pictures, so around 1985 she started taking painting lessons from an artist/teacher in Paris... uh, Texas... 
and Lahoma started painting everything that would take paint. Today she paints on paper, canvas, farm implements, shells, glass... just about everything.
Then in 2003, Lahoma gave up her little house in Paris and moved to Robinson, Texas with her daughter, Lona; where she still resides. She has a walker, which she doesn't use... and one of those little "help I've fallen" beepers... just in case... but she says she doesn't really need either one! 
Each year, Lahoma (or "Aunt Homie" as she is known to her family) hand paints more than 300 Christmas cards for friends and family and mails them out. She said "sometimes they come back with a little note telling (her) that the person is deceased"...
She also has a list of special friends and family that she paints birthday cards for each year. 
She told me that she still loves to sew and quilt... in fact she currently has a "quilt in the frame"... but says she can't do those tiny little 16-stitches-to-the-inch Amish quilts... but she likes to quilt anyway...
What a delight she was to talk to today. I think I could have stayed on the phone with her for hours. She is full of life, and I bet, full of stories too.
Lahoma and I have exchanged phone numbers and addresses. I think a new friendship has been born... and how lucky I am to be the benefactor of that precious painting... which Miss Lahoma is so proud to know, hangs in a special place in my home where I see it every day.
This little biography of Lahoma Herron will be printed, put into an envelope, and attached to the back of my little painting of birds... Hopefully, 50-years from now when both Lahoma and I are gone.. someone else will find this little painting in a thrift shop somewhere and wonder... "where is Lahoma Herron?"
Just enjoying the view... and the wonder of living... down here in French Lique... thanks Lahoma...and just a note... Thank you Candy for photo shopping the three pictures of Lahoma for me... The photos of Lahoma's bird painting were taken by me. The rest of the photos you see have been googled and are simply part of my vivid imagination. Thank you for joining me in the search for Lahoma Herron.
Blessings, Dixie
