Congratulations to … among others …
Congratulations to … among others …
I had high hopes when I went to vote 50 years ago in a beautiful place at the foot of the Sierra Nevada. I was 23 but Nov. 7, 1972, was my first time to cast a ballot because the 26th amendment and 18-year-old-vote didn’t get ratified until 1971. I went with a couple of …
I am long past sentimentality and fart jokes, so I decided to make a pot of pinto beans for my birthday. My peace-seeking strategy for turning 73 this month is to lie low, monitor reality with history and news and hope that no one in my orbit kicks the bucket anytime soon. I have beef …
I never knew how many body parts I have until I turned 72.
I’m not sure I ever met Javier Gonzales, the former mayor of Santa Fe who died of cancer at age 56 on February 9, but I was acquainted with his father and I followed the son’s career. I always had a sense that he was a solid Santa Fe soul, someone who might have struggled …
I still haven’t unfurled my first-ever yoga mat, contrary to the surely good advice of so many friends, but with a strained hamstring and plantar fasciitis in the same appendage I did this morning use my stand-up desk for coffee and bird-watching and slathered raspberry jam only on the leftover crusts of my fried Spam …
dream ranch 