Too soon old, and too late smartTuesday mornings have gotten to be one of the best of the week for me. I get to go to my daughter’s home, take my four year old granddaughter by the hand, and walk around the corner to Duffy Roll. There, we both tuck...
Or entertainment? Well, here we go again. Yet another retrospective on a film I saw while trapped, eyes wide open, on the flight to Greece last spring. It was the wildly popular and critically acclaimed, The Shape of Water. The possessor of the ultimate in...
North To Alaska! I’m goin’ north, the rush is on. In fall of 1975, after graduating from CU Boulder with a European history degree, I headed North to Alaska to find my fortune. An intrepid friend of mine, Jimmy Gray, had done it. A few years before,...
And when they loom largeDecades ago-back in the ’60’s and ’70’s-I was quite the outdoorsman. Technical rock climbing. Big game hunter. Fly fishing. Winter camping. Fourteeners. Backpacking and mountain biking. The Colorado Trail, which I...
Out of the mouth of babesOur two little granddaughters spent the night with us a few days ago. It was the first time we’d had them both at once. Although we were a bit concerned that the movie picked out for the evening, The Polar Express, might go over the two...
