Everyday you and I have a chance to meet history face-to-face. Often times though, we allow it to walk right on by without as much as a side-glance. Perhaps we’re jus’ to busy – but I’ve tried to change this in myself. I have a real interest in northern California, Nevada, political and military history.…

It’s something I’ve never felt real comfortable doing – talking to a stranger about my faith. But a while ago I decided to challenge myself to step out my comfort zone. Hey, writing about something is completely different from talking about it. When I heard Sparks Christian Fellowship was asking members to sitdown for a…

She was sitting at the counter of “Dippin’ Donuts,” jus’ north of Adelanto proper, working on a cup of coffee when she noticed the tiny ripples forming in the dark liquid. Before Cari could think any further — the earth jumped forward, then backwards, splashing coffee all over the counter. She’d been in earthquakes before,…

When I was a kid, this was a special treat Mom made on rare occasions. She usually served it with white rice, a tossed salad and a veggie. This recipe is taken from the back an old envelope that’s so badly stained and in shambles that it took me a while to figure out what…

The last inmates left in January 2012, and now the 150-year-old Nevada State Prison is officially removed from operation. The decommissioning ceremony was held on the prison grounds in Carson City and was the first time the public had the opportunity to walk the grounds and see the cell blocks that at one time housed…

For years I’ve suffered from the need to belong. It started when I was a child in grade school and in some cases rears its ugly head today. At both Margaret Keating School and again at Del Norte High, I never felt like I belonged. In fact I often believed I was jus’ outside the…

A historic marker displayed on the front of Dayton’s Odeon Hall claims Ulysses S. Grant spoke from the balcony of the building.  And while the pages of Nevada newspapers were filled with reports on Grant’s visit — he never spoke in Dayton. The Lyon County Times in its November 1st, 1879 issue noted, “General Grant…passed through…

Things got crazy-weird around the house this afternoon. I was taking a nap when the dogs suddenly went nuts. Before I could respond to their barking, I heard our front doorknob jiggling back and forth – followed by someone messing with the dead bolt. I concluded someone was trying to break into the house. After…

Though it’s long after midnight — I’m up having a snack. Two egg sandwiches and a hot lemonade spiked with ‘Sailor Jerry’s Rum.” It’s a meal that can’t be beat considering how early or late one might believe it to be. Much of my day was spent on my own. My wife was at work…

Ingredients: 1/2 cup chopped SPAM 1/3 cup chopped fresh pineapple 1/4 cup butter or margarine ½ cup milk 4-eggs Salt and pepper Directions: Cook SPAM and pineapple in butter until glazed. Blend in eggs. Cook over low heat, folding SPAM and pineapple into eggs. Serve while still hot.