Flags are at half staff in memory of former Nevada U.S. Senator Harry Reid, who died at his home in Henderson, Nev., on Tue., Dec. 29, 2021, at 82. His wife, Landra Reid, said in a statement that he passed “peacefully” surrounded by friends “following a courageous, four-year battle with pancreatic cancer.” “Harry was a…

As a rule, I do not engage in New Year resolutions. What possessed me to do so yesterday morning, I cannot say. What I do know is that I broke my lifelong pledge, and I possibly established a new world’s record for breaking a brand new undertaking. Like I always say, “Never do anything halfway.”…

No, I shall not divulge which Virginia City saloon this happened in, but it does need saying that the young woman tending the bar that afternoon was a Millennial. Ordering an Irish coffee with plans to wait out the snowstorm slamming Mt. Davidson and the Comstock, she handed me my change. One of the coins…

My Cousin Elmo says, “The Devil can’t have you if you’re self-possessed.”

I saw Daddy beating Santa Claus Underneath a streetlamp last night. He kicked him in his sprite And I thought it plain effed up As Santa fought jus’ like a wild pup. I saw the cops clubbing Santa Claus Underneath a streetlamp last night They smacked Daddy all around As they forced them to the…

It is less than a full minute from Boxing Day, and the trio has gathered together for one more visit, though it is brief. A sadness hangs silently in the fogginess of the quiet night, and not even the blazing lights of the twelfth day are reflecting on their loneliness. Lo, Christmas has come and…

After a long Christmas eve day of moving cattle from the upper field to the valley and closer to our home, I was tired and ready for bed after a good supper. We’d been in bed for at least two hours when the dog barked, and a knock came on our front door. “Who in…

My Cousin Elmo says, “Deck the Halls and not the family.”

Fractured and missing pieces, I decided to buy the framed tile anyway. It bore this single word, “Grace.” The clerk tried to talk me out of it, saying she’d send someone back to find a better one. I told her no, that it was perfect as is. She frowned at me and tried again to…

Tongue in God’s ear, a true story… We have had a thermal inversion over the area the past few days leading to pogonip. Pogonip, known more widely elsewhere as hoar frost, hangs low to the ground, thick and blinding in some areas, patchy and thin in others. Buddy and I went out for a walk…