Judy Burford is a charter member of ACFW Louisiana and has served as secretary, vice-president, and multiple terms as president. She has four short stories and her personal testimony published in anthologies; self-published A Special Touch of Grace, a collection of stories about missionaries; and edited The Cross Murders, a Christian fiction detective novel written by a friend. Encouraging other authors brings her joy.
Judy is a resident of Gloster, Louisiana, a small farming community in DeSoto Parish. Judy and her husband, Hall, have two daughters and four grandchildren. They have hosted nine exchange students for six months to a year and have hosted several of the students’ friends and family for extended visits.
For most of the fifty-three years she has lived in Gloster, Judy and Hall were dairy farmers, along with 100+ other DeSoto Parish farmers. Today, there are no dairies left in DeSoto Parish, and Judy and Hall, along with their daughter, Holley, run beef cattle on their farm. Judy, the daughter of a farmer, graduated from LSU in Baton Rouge, majoring and getting a degree in Agriculture Business, though her primary goal was to marry a farmer. Agriculture is one of her life passions.
Cooking (and eating), traveling, reading, growing and arranging flowers, and sunshiny days are some of Judy’s favorite things. Travel has taken her to Lithuania, where daughter Lara and her husband live; Germany, Finland, and Brazil, the home of exchange students; California and Georgia, where two of the grandchildren are in college; mission trips in various parts of the world, including China and Niger, Africa.
Judy and Hall are very involved in their church, Gloster Baptist, which is conveniently located across the street from their house. Judy serves as church pianist, and she and Hall teach an adult Sunday school class. Judy arranges flowers for the Sunday worship services and sings in the choir.
When writing, Judy enjoys the way characters take on life and personalities of their own. Her short story, The Theft, began when one sentence popped into her head: “I’d like to report a theft.” Then Olivia and her plight began to take shape.