Riding the Wake of the Yo-Yo

Riding the Wake of the Yo-Yo

Cancer is pretty much ubiquitous these days. Watch the commercials during any t.v. show if in doubt. We all know someone who has cancer, who’s died of cancer, who’s survived cancer. It hovers around us like—well—like a cancer. But it’s much different when it knocks on...
Shooting Spree

Shooting Spree

The photo above was taken on March 10, 2017, at the annual fundraiser for the Laura Wilcox Scholarship Fund. Sponsored by SRYCL, this quiz show  draws hundreds from throughout California, where we have fun, honor Laura’s memory, and raise funds to support young...
Two Factions Two Problems

Two Factions Two Problems

“Everyone sees the world through his own green bottle.” –Stefan Novak The obvious struck me recently, when I was feeling worn down from the tension in our nation, tension that trickles down into friendships and familial relationships so effectively that our now right...
The Happiest Day of My Life

The Happiest Day of My Life

It was Monday. February 6, 2017. I was driving down the grade toward a town near us, Grass Valley, in my precious white 4Runner I long ago named Izzy. My husband was caravanning behind me in his truck. Izzy had been having occasional trouble starting, so we were...
My Father’s Flag: Redux

My Father’s Flag: Redux

I bring this essay out of the archives today in honor of my father and in response to the left’s new idea to burn the flag in response to our president-elect’s newest Trumpery. To burn the flag may be a response to him–whatever. It is also an insult...