Going through old photos again and what do I come across? More chickens. This time they’re on the Robertson side of my family. This photo of my aunt, Barbara Carol Robertson, was taken in the 1930s on Burg Street on the outskirts of Granville, Ohio. Barbara had what we call these days developmental disabilities. She …
I have noticed a lot of pumpkin movement lately. First, I noticed they were disappearing from Wagner’s field in Corrales. Next, I saw a bunch of them for sale at the feed store and gas station in Bernalillo. One of the guys in the coffee klatch told me he was going over to the annual …
(First posted March 12, 2015. This year’s Father’s Day post — “Rain in the Pecos for Father’s Day” — is just below this Canyon Road story). My father and I were photographed in Percy’s Field, a brushy couple of acres running down from Canyon Road down to the Santa Fe River. The day was bright and …
My golly, brother, you have been gone almost 25 years, way too long and way too early at the same time. Believe me, man, I miss you. I always remember your birthday on Dec. 22, although I am four days late writing about it now. You would have been 61 this year. This photo of …
I live by your golden rules today. I miss your company. Seven kids: three boys and poor baby Sally, then three healthy girls, almost 20 years later. We lost Rob, who you are tending to here way back when. Now, two of your daughters have kids and you have grandchildren, too. I wish we could …
dream ranch 