Quietly, methodically I unfriended some people on Facebook. I did this to remove those who ‘collect’ but never ‘respond’ to anything I may post. Somehow, I managed to delete my entire friend’s list, save for family. They are listed separately. FB says I am at fault because rather than ‘unfriending,’ I ‘deleted. Okay, I accept…

A blogging friend of mine from South Africa, Robbie Eaton Cheadle, recently posted a video of herself reading Edgar Allan Poe’s poem, “The Sleeper.” It was the line…”upon the quiet mountain top, ” that triggered a memory in me. Summer of 1990, I was a newscaster, announcer, and contract engineer for 780 AM KROW in…

Traffic had come to a halt in both directions as a small herd of mustangs crossed the roadway. Rarely are wild horses ever in a hurry to get from one side of a street to the other, and they were no exception. Three vehicles ahead of me was a sedan, pulling a short-sided trailer and…

Lost another classmate over the weekend… Scott was born in Salinas, Calif., to Betty and Jim Bruhy on June 4, 1960. He passed away on May 23, 2021, at his home in Springfield, Ore. Scott graduated from Del Norte High on June 9, 1978. He played basketball for both the Klamath Golden Bears and the…

My Cousin Elmo says, “She might think my tractor’s sexy, but my dog thinks I’m perfect.”

For my wife and me, it started with a light rapping at our front door. It was Chase and Landon, both seven. One child is small for his age, while the other is rather large for his. They wanted to ask my wife if they each could have one of her painted garden rocks. “Of…

My Cousin Elmo says, “With the wind constantly blowing, Nevada will soon be the new Wyoming.”

At five, I was frightened of the school bus. I don’t know why. My mother even watched me duck down behind a large log in the field we kids would cross, hiding from the yellow thing. Yes, I got a butt-whipping for that, but it didn’t stop me from being afraid or hiding again. This…

A friend recently held an Internet session where she sang an old ballad by Jimmie Rodgers in which he wrote about his losing battle with Tuberculosis. I altered the lyrics to fit today’s ‘ongoing plague.’ Many apologies to Mr. Rodgers… Ol’ Doc Fauci’s trying To make a fool out of me Lord, that doc’s trying…

My Cousin Elmo says, “If you think we got it bad, know that Kim Jong-Un has banned skinny jeans and mullets in North Korea and now they’ll never know the glories of the 90s.”