Throughout my life, I’ve learned to heed the many warnings I’ve encountered.  I slow down when an oncoming driver flashes his headlights. There’s either an accident or a state trooper just …

My daddy, Capt’m Dad, knew, just KNEW, in his bones, that I was on that precarious 18-year-old teenager tightrope, weaving and bobbing to not lose balance and vanish into a bottomless pit of  …

Let the record show I love Christmas music, but first, a couple of caveats. The second of December is way too early to be listening to Christmas music. A 10- to 12-day period, ending promptly at …

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Everywhere you go Take a look at the five and ten, it's glistening once again With candy canes and silver lanes that glow “It’s Beginning to Look a Lot …

It doesn’t take much of a Wise Man to see who network evening news advertising executives target: Those of us with gray hairs and ailments out the ears. Because, if you believe those ads, we are …

Sometimes when you’re out in nature, nature calls. Spend enough time outdoors, and it will happen to you.  Depending on your circumstances at that sudden, inescapable, instant — the point of …

Early childhood memories are the stuff of smoke and dreams — evanescent wisps floating through the deep reaches of our minds. But for me, a baby-boomer born in 1955, the first true memory — …

My November memories are rich and varied. They are happy family memories. They are filled with remembrances of construction paper turkeys and “What I am thankful for...” — Sandra Wilkerson Queen

According to the results of the test I took by spitting into a tube, I’m 6% Norwegian, which was somewhat surprising; I would have thought that number would have been much higher. I’ve long held …

The news last week that the Foothills Conservancy has protected from future development more than 300 acres along Wilson Creek brought to mind my own memories of that beautiful stream and of the …