I recently read a blog by good friend, Barney Cargile III about a six-cow woman. It had to do with the custom of the bridegroom paying the bride-price to the woman’s family. An ordinary girl might be valued at two cows; an especially fine girl would bring three. Then one day a wealthy, handsome man …
I’ve always loved animals and wanted quite a few to live with me. Could I have a bear cub, Mom? No! How about a bobcat? Absolutely not! I begged my parents for a horse. Mom and Dad said horses are too big, upkeep too expensive, care too time consuming and they live in a barn …
I think many people think freedom means no boundaries, and anyone watching the news these days can see what that looks like. How would we manage without boundaries? Have you ever driven in a country where the city traffic is heavy and there are no stop lights or signs? Every intersection jammed, horns blaring, cars …
Rick and I hosted our 61st high school class reunion a few days ago. Just thinking about the number of years blows our minds. Our class held their first reunion a few years after graduation because one of our good friends died of cancer. We all decided that we wanted to spend time together before …
I was chatting with friends the other day about songs we love and that bring back memories. For example, “Sunrise, Sunset” from Fiddler on the Roof was sung at Rick and my wedding because we grew up together. The song was one that would connect our parents’ memories. After that online conversation, I remembered more …
I’ve had people ask me why I stay in California with the looming threat of earthquakes. I usually tell them that I would rather be rocked and rolled by an earthquake than go through a hurricane or tornado. An earthquake can shake you up, and we have plenty of faults in California that do just …
When I was a child living outside a small rural town, it was easy to wander creeks, hidden lakes and hills. As I grew older, backpacking sounded like fun. Gather some necessities (like food and water) and a light sleeping bag, and stuff it all in a backpack, strap it on and off you go. …
I couldn’t wait to drive a car. As soon as I was old enough, I got my permit and pestered my dad to teach me to drive. Dad was thorough, especially about “blind spots”. To make sure I got the message, he walked around the car and stopped in several places so that I had …
One of my fondest memories is visiting the California Academy of Sciences in San Francisco with my parents and brother. First stop inside the neoclassic Victorian building was at the open-air alligator pit where people tossed pennies on the sleeping giants for good luck. Surrounding the alligator swamp were glass-covered cabinets and drawers filled with …
On a long ride around Happy Valley Road, my friend and I decided to pause from peddling in the hot summer sun and explore a creek a few miles from home. I’ve always loved creeks, the sound of water pouring over shiny rocks which always look jeweled when wet. I love the branches of trees …