They’re wantin’ to place coyote On the endangered species list. They’re hopin’ to get it done Long before coyote’s missed. They don’t want coyote cursed Anymore or trapped or shot at By the real endangered specie: The one who wears a cowboy hat.

To be honest, I debated with myself as too whether I should post this blog: I am torn between my desire to be a Christ­ follower and my honest take on the situation outside AT&T Park, the home of the San Francisco Giants.   Part of me doesn’t want to be labeled  ‘hateful,’ because I’m commenting on what…

It was our eighth grade graduation. I was excited because it meant I’d be going ti high school and getting away from Mr. Fizer. We were a fairly small class, 25 students total. Of that there were only eight boys so there was pretty good chance I’d walk alongside one of the girls. I was…

It was an all day excursion into the redwood forest. We were going to picnic, hike and enjoy the great outdoors. It started off as a pleasant day, until someone stole Christine Meteor’s lunch. And even though I shared my lunch with her she wouldn’t stop crying. She finally wore me out, so I decided…

The team was getting ready for a road trip to Eureka for a track meet. And that’s why I was hanging around the gym entrance in the first place. There were students coming and going as it was the start of class following lunchtime. One of those students was a freshman by the name of…

I met Debbie Lohman during my first Friday night high school dance. We connected instantly and I could hardly wait to see her again that following Monday at school. We became a couple shortly thereafter and we remained together for over a year. However, Dad was not happy with the idea that I was going…

It was somewhere around two in the morning when the telephone rang. There was a traffic accident jus’ south of the Del Norte County line and it would take us less time to get there than the closest unit out of Arcata. Dad and I rolled up to see one body lying in the roadway.…

Learning to drive from my old man was difficult to say the least. He didn’t care that I was pretty skilled at steering Pa Sanders old tractor around in a field while making straight plow lines. No!  He wanted me to learn to drive stick-shift and that was all there was to it. Earlier I…

It was the day following graduation from high school. The night before had been a fairly wild evening for me as we were sequestered in the Crescent City Elks Club until two in the morning. First was the fact that I had even graduated. I never expected to complete my schooling on time as I…

Finally, the Little League Baseball season was over. It had been a tough three-months for me and I didn’t want to go through another one like it. First I had caught a hardball in the crotch when the batter hit a line-drive at me during practice. It wasn’t you usual line-drive either. For some reason…