Lessons and memories in handshakes
Every instance I shake someone’s hand, I think of Gramps.
I spent a lot of summers and weekends with...
Something old, something new: I am ‘The Enemy’
Something old: It’s been noted here before that in my recreational reading I’ve become a fan of LAPD Detective Harry Bosch. He...
Angelkeep Journals: Yucking it up over yucca ants
Angelkeep has a small cluster of yucca. They bloom intermittently due to the location going to shade after a pin oak grew...
Diving into a new chapter at the county pool
Whitley, the youngest nephew, is very excited about the Wells Community Pool project.
He picked up a copy of...
Kindness and happiness know no borders
“The people are just so nice and happy.”
Those eight words still make me smile a month after I...
Accountability to voters is more than a courtesy
While we often respond to breaking news, many aspects of news coverage are considered routine, standard or expected.
I,...
Picture this: One that I had to find
We interrupt my apparent obsession with property taxes to talk about the other certainty of life.
The passing of...
What is transparency?
Haven’t we had this conversation before?
The last time the word “transparency” was brought up in a column, it...
Angelkeep Journals: Waterleaf, an invasive species option?
Angelkeep is known to have invasive species. Some are fought with a vengeance, however since invasive plants have endurance, it’s a losing...
A trip 30-plus years in the making to Mayberry
As we drove south on Interstate 77 in Virginia toward North Carolina, it only seemed appropriate to start whistling a simple and...