During World War I, my maternal grandmother grew up on a ranch in the sand hills above the North Platte River of Nebraska. My great-grandparents,…
Posts published in November 2012
Immortality is a bummer for a genius. It lasts too long and it's very noisy. It's hard to rest in peace when millions praise you…
“I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us aright.” — Henry David Thoreau…
My parents, along with my third grade teacher, Miss Wright, highly encouraged me to read as many books as I could during my “leisure time”…
Thanksgiving Day is a time of feasting and visiting between families and friends who join in the offering of thanks for all those blessings bestowed…
AS OF TUESDAY MORNING, the Boonville newspaper of last week had still not reached San Francisco. The week before, it got to New Jersey before…
ARE YOUR HATCHES BATTENED? Storms beginning now will drench us so thoroughly for the next five or six days we're assuming 128 will be closed…
Local boy Jacob Gowan is Stanford’s long-snapper on this year’s outstanding Cardinal football team. He is also a coach’s dream because he is a fine…
Toward the end of the day of their November 13th meeting, the Board endured two hours of mind-numbing opinion from actuaries and consultants and staff…
While visiting Willits for Thanksgiving, on Black Friday I dropped into its elegant feed store/pet store/tack shop/ranchwear and coffee shop, J.D. Redhouse & Co., in…
Driving up Highway 101, late 1970s, hitchhikers at regular intervals and when they saw my VW van they would start jumping up and down with anticipation of a ride. I picked up one of the less deranged-looking guys and we had a nice chat as we entered Humboldt and the redwoods.