Last year when I turned 64 years old, I had planned on writing a post about being 64. You know, like the Beatles song “When I’m 64.” Especially this part: Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
This little story comes to you from a post I made this morning on my Facebook page. I hope you enjoy! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Today’s adventures include an odd-looking four-legged creature standing stock-still in
Let me just say up front that it wasn’t the almost-three dozen third-graders that had me wringing my hands in despair and getting more grey hair by the second. It wasn’t even the very awkward logistics of trying to navigate
I’ve been hanging out for the past week near the Central Coast of California in a campground in the hills between Morro Bay and Atascadero. Some days, I go into Morro Bay for a macchiato, a walk on the beach,
It’s been a long two years but progress has been made! The second anniversary of my fall at Lake Mead is coming up in a few days and I’ve been reflecting on the past 24 months, where I’ve been, what
Back in 1962, Tony Bennett sang a song called “I Left My Heart in San Francisco” and although I didn’t know that song till many years after he sang it, I’ve since discovered he and I have much in common
Heading south after spending the night in Wolf Creek, Oregon, I stopped in Medford for an In-N-Out cheeseburger. If you grew up in Southern California back in the 50s and 60s like I did, you probably already know that In-N-Out