“…To say…I love you…” There it was again, playing on the radio as I drove my grandkids to school the other morning. “Have you ever been to a funeral?” my 8-year old grandson asked as we drove past the cemetery. I’d just mentioned in passing, covering over the scary cemetary thinking, that I enjoy walking …
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Hey, Rob!
Today is my son’s birthday. My first born. We were living in Monterey back then, just up the street from the US Navy Language School. My husband Dave worked at a supermarket and attended junior college. We had a tiny duplex apartment close to the parks, Monterey Peninsula College and the sea. It was a …
No Need to Bow
I opened my email the other day, and courtesy of a meditation group I follow, I was given a task to do: for every letter of the alphabet, write down something that you are grateful for. At first glance, I balked What the heck my next thought was Okay, let’s do this. I …
I Know a Few Things
You know how sometimes you’re in a rut and you don’t even see it? Until you see it? That’s my pandemic rut. It started all the way back in January and here it is October. When it all started, I never dreamed it would be NINE WHOLE MONTHS ALREADY. I know I’m not the only …
Russell Alvin Thomas
Born May 4, 1918, Dad was the youngest of three boys. He was a bit of a rake, he said. He was certainly a story teller. We never knew what to believe. Did he and his brothers really get sent home by the cops when they climbed up the old windmill at Ocean Beach? Did …
May Day
May Day. I opened my eyes, rolled over and looked out the window. A couple of birds hopped through the arbor grapevines into the feeder. May Day thoughts as a child came to me, rhyming songs and dancing around some May Pole (or maybe a tether ball pole), images of little children tossing flowers in the …
It Was a Night
I did it my way…
Any Day on the Water is a Good Day on the Water
Kayaking and exploring fun and adventure.
“Grandma! Grandma!”
Today is one of those memorable “Moments in History.” Something like the ones they write about in your local newspaper. On this date: In 1876, Lt. Col. Colonel George A Custer and his 7th Cavalry were wiped out by the Sioux and Cheyenne Indians in the Battle of the Little Bighorn in Montana. Ninety-one years …
We have to get out!?
Remember the walk that Luke, Tommy, Rhett and I took yesterday morning, day 5? Well, lucky for us, Luke has photographic evidence of it! That’s Rhett up there paying attention and me astounded that I’m actually on top of that rounded red rock face. On this, our last day, coffee was hot and the tents …
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