I like to read about events in history that occurred on any given day. Today in 1957, the Gaither Report was issued. President Dwight D. Eisenhower had called a special committee to review our nation’s defense readiness. It concluded we had fallen far behind the Soviet Union in missile capabilities, and the report vigorously recommended […]Read More A Shovel And Bucket Guide To Survival
One year ago today I started writing Boomer Connection. For the longest time my kids pointed out I never spoke about myself, and they really wanted to know what it was like to grow up in the 50’s, and come of age in the 60’s. As I entered this leg of my journey, I realized […]Read More Happy Anniversary Boomer Connection!
Sitting here, enjoying a lovely afternoon, television on a news channel, political pundits’ conversation filling the room with background noise; when all of a sudden, with zero warning, I heard the dread word. My head jerking up, uttering an audible gasp, I not only heard the dread word once; that bald, pedantic gentleman said it […]Read More The Word That Must Not Be Spoken
An experience in the summer before my first year in college had one of the most profound impacts on me of any in my life. I was fortunate to have had the privilege of participating in what was called Faith and Life Institute. It took place during the first three weeks of August, and those […]Read More That August On Chicken Hawk Ridge
For weeks now, I have been trying to recall lyrics to the theme song of my childhood summer camp. I went to it as a kid camper, and then worked there as a counselor. Granted, it has been forty-nine years since I last saw Camp Jack Hazard; but some things should not be forgotten. Even […]Read More Hail To Thee Our Camp Jack Hazard
There was a video on Facebook, a couple days ago, of two horses being loaded into a trailer. Ordinarily, I do not watch posted videos, because I really do not care about someones cat playing in a box, or a child eating his first solid food. Those videos usually are of interest to the owners, […]Read More Never Back In The Saddle Again!
It finally is the last week in June, and when I was growing up, that meant pack the suitcases and the car, fill the gas tank, and head for Santa Cruz. I do not have any memories of summer vacations spent anywhere else. Santa Cruz was our go to place, and it never occurred to […]Read More Purpose, Rhythm, Destiny; Lessons From The Sea
For days, I have been mulling over a landmark Supreme Court decision, and thinking about how far we, as a nation, have come since May 17, 1954. Brown v. Board of Education. Sixty years to get it right; and I am not sure we are there, yet. To be specific, Oliver Brown, et al. v. […]Read More To Desegregate Our Souls
I have an old wicker chest in my room where I store odds and ends, a little bit of everything me; from stamps I collect and have not placed in my album yet, to books with which I cannot bear to part. And an old candy box I had not opened since 2003. This evening, while […]Read More Hope And Promise In A Quonset Hut
In 1966, I moved from my little valley town to the San Francisco Bay Area. The fountainhead of creativity, freedom, revolution. In all ways of expression, I was there; red bandanna, blue work shirt, threadbare jeans, sandals, guitar, bicycle. In those days, you could color me a very happy 1960’s flower power energized, we can […]Read More Happy Birthday Mr. McKuen!