By Shari Hawkins
It was windy that Thursday in November—the kind of swirling wind Oklahoma is famous for. Shrubs whipped back and forth. Leaves somersaulted across the portico of the Oklahoma Medical Research Foundation. Huguette White moved nimbly across the stone porch, her long hair flying behind her. No matter that she walked on a single leg and a pair of crutches. Just inside the door, she clasped her hands over her heart and closed her eyes. “Oh, I feel like I’m home.”
