Where were you when the mountain blew? Anyone younger than 30 hasn’t much chance of knowing what I’m talking about, but those of us who were around when Mt. St. Helen’s blew her top on May 18, 1980, will instantly be able to say exactly where they were and what they...
I’m not Catholic and my mother’s name wasn’t Mary, but this song has given me some gentle comfort over the past 43 years today since its American release. I’m going to step back now and let it speak for itself. And don’t blame me if you can’t get the tune out...
Sixty? Are you freakin’ kidding me? Six whole decades of birthdays? Wow! That’s fabulous! Terrific! Awesome! Amazing! Certainly worthy of a major celebration! When I met Rick, three years ago, we became instant friends. Now he’s my travel companion, tech advisor,...
I’ve been a “skywatcher” my entire life. Living in the Pacific Northwest, it hasn’t been easy. But that doesn’t mean I don’t drive to the beach hoping to get a break in the clouds on the nights when there’s supposed to be a special event in the dark firmament. With...
On May 1st I wrote about my disillusionment with the year 2013. And immediately upon posting it, I thought about the flip side: What is there in this year to be grateful for? It didn’t take long for me to make a pretty decent list of positives. While these gratitudes...
