Washington’s largest City, Seattle, is the queen city of the Northwest. I drove through the city in 1975 without stopping, but returned a couple of years later to stay with a friend who had left Montana for the big city. …
Seattle and King County Read more »
Last week, I took you through my school years at Portola Junior High in El Cerrito, California. Today, we’re still in El Cerrito, but this week looks at my high school years. My first job, marching band, taking courses at …
My El Cerrito Gaucho Years Read more »
The past few Saturdays, I’ve talked about the dogs who have shared my life. With the deaths of Major and Rocky, Digger had the house and yard to himself. Kevin had repeatedly said “No more dogs!” So imagine my surprise …
Having Three Dogs at Home Read more »
It’s still April, which means it’s still National Poetry Month. Last week, I shared my two favorite poems in French, and Richard Blanco’s very powerful work. I thought that this week we’d go a bit lighter. Whether you call it …
Today–Read a Poem and Laugh Read more »
Charles Nash had brought Walter Chrysler to General Motors in 1911. Chrysler left GM and started his own company when he bought Maxwell Motors in 1925. Maxwell began operations in 1904, but by the 1920s, the company was in trouble. …
Everybody Knows the Name Plymouth Read more »
In June, 1962, Bishop Donald Harvey Tippett appointed Poppa to serve the El Cerrito California Community Methodist Church. We left Colusa and moved to the Bay Area. As I mentioned in last Sunday’s blog, the temperature inside our Colusa house …
El Cerrito California Read more »
Last Saturday, I wrote about the first four MinPins who lived with me in Missoula. Today, I want to talk about four more MinPins. Counting Dinah from my childhood and Jr., a MinPin cross, ten MinPins have made a major …
April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory and desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain. Those are the opening four lines of Eliot’s poem The Waste Land which you can read in full on the Poetry …
Poetry on an April morning Read more »
The first time I traveled out of the U.S. was in 1953. My family drove back to West Virginia to visit my grandma. We didn’t take a direct route though. Instead we drove across southern Ontario, from Sault Ste. Marie …
Yesterday I wrote that today’s blog would be about the Keto Diet, but I have come to two major realizations. First, I am not a nutritionist, nor do I, personally, follow a keto diet. Therefore, I have no business writing …
It’s Time For a Change in Plans Read more »