Window on the World Column | The Dreams of a Rescue Pup
āThe beautiful dog awoke from its deep sleep dreamland. Before remembering his recent rescue, a bolt of concern ran through him from all those rude awakenings, and days and nights of fear. He could hear the comfortable long snooze of his new best friend...
Funny Papers Again Column | State Route 198 Revisited: When Wine Came to King City
Readers will recall last weekās column left off with my first solo truck run to the other valley to gather grape rootings for transplant here on the Oasis Road development we now know as San Bernabe Vineyard. Before we head over the hills, though,...
Worthy to Print Column | Music to My Ears
A long time ago there used to be a fellow on television named Art Linkletter. He had a show on TV back when I was a mere boy. I have already told you that I stayed at home during the summer cleaning the house,...
Worthy to Print Column | They Can Do It to You!
I might have scared off a few readers with that title, but I think it is important for you to believe and understand what I am going to write. When I got out of the Army in 1974, I got a job as a...
Window on the World Column | Summer in March
My dogs collapsed on the cool plank linoleum floor, fresh from the wet towels on the outside that they had been lining up for. I later flicked the curtain open and offered them a glance out at what they were missing in the daylight....
Funny Papers Again Column | Music, Music, Who Has the Music?
Many times, over the past five decades I drove between Southern California and the Salinas Valley on El Camino Real, aka the 101, and so am very acquainted with the stretch of asphalt from Santa Barbara to SoMoCo. Now, like motorists everywhere finding a...
Worthy to Print Column | The Sun Just Behind a Cloud
Things have sure been happening fast, havenāt they? No trouble finding all sorts of things to write about. My blushing bride asked me to write only good pleasant things or humorous things and I tried. Honest! Itās difficult to write happy things when our...
Window on the World Column | The Top Generation
I remember my grandparents very clearly. They were our safe harbor when things in the house were a little stormy. My grandma was quiet and sweet, mostly seen with knitting needles in her hands and a soft smile. She made the best chocolate cakes...
Window on the World Column | Small But Beautiful Things
It was a long time ago. I had just moved into my office and it was infested with mice. Though I loved the classic lines of my building ā less the lack of heating and cooling ā the hardwood floors and the character and...




















