My guilty pleasure I’ve mentioned my personal trainer, Charlie, before. Between the beat down sessions he inflicts on me, I enjoy trying to give him a bit of his own medicine-at least verbally. A sort of pay it backward for all the cans of whup-ass he’s...
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,...
The Peace Of ExhaustionIf you, like me, have osteoporosis, you know that weight-bearing activities help prevent your bones from melting away. So, I’ve started taking short walks once, and even twice, a day. Retirement does that for you. Often, I’m...