Whether I’d been naughty or nice and regardless whether I’d shouted or pouted, Santa Claus has always been good to me. “Always” only goes back to the 1950s, but it suggests I have some history…
Posts published by “Tommy Wayne Kramer”
Just like you and everyone we know, I’ve been spending the past few decades not paying much attention to my ever-worsening eyesight. This is because it takes a few decades for it to get really…
I grew up in Cleveland during the 1950s and ‘60s, a time when the city was a powerhouse and a mighty industrial colossus. Everyone worked and everyone had money and things were pretty darn good.…
Bob Dylan, now in his 80th year and whose shadow blankets the last half-century of American culture, is both a celebrated hero and a man whose journey has doubtless been a burden. Who would want…
Can you think of a job you can apply for, accept, then not perform the required tasks and get neither fired nor blamed? I can. I know a line of employment in which applicants can…
Poor, neglected, semi-abandoned Thomas Street, Ukiah’s orphan among its byways, and perhaps the only road that looks up to admire such shining wonders as Clara Street, Marshall Avenue and Burlington Drive. Poor, sad Thomas Street.…
When homeless problems arose in Ukiah 30 or so years ago, citizens responded by giving handfuls of spare change to people on the outs. This was back when a couple guys assumed daily positions out…