Opinion

For those of you who read last week’s column, I can honestly tell you I realized who the murderer of Roger Ackroyd was before it was revealed by the author. It was no great feat of detective prowess on my part, no great discerning...

You know I occasionally meet someone who has read my input for this fine periodical. They say something like, “Oh I love your column and my mother never misses it.” Occasionally, I even get questioned about how much the paper is paying me for...

“Struggling to make peace with the irreparable…” I read this line somewhere after the kind of week that will turn you into a zombie — literally. The sort of week when you wish you could turn back time for a do-over. Then I re-read the...

It sure is cold enough for me. This morning I had to get up early to go to a dentist appointment over in Monterey. When the old alarm clock said, “It’s time to get up,” I just pulled the covers up and said to...

Years ago, I’d never received the memo that you work for your life and not the other way around. Gradually as the grey hairs grew and the wisdom pearls hatched a little from dusty eggs of experience, I realized that most of us are...

Do you have grandchildren? I am blessed with two wonderful grandchildren and one great-grandson. I love it when they come over and I can dazzle them with my stories of where I have been and what I have done. I also keep a little...

For the readers who have been reading my thoughts for the past few years, you will be happy to know that my old ’56 Ford F-100 is finally on the road. Of course, it isn’t completely finished as I would like it to be...

To the Editor: Thanks for bringing Steve Wilson back to your pages. I found his column about words in last week’s edition creative, thought-provoking and thoroughly enjoyable. In contrast, your other contributing columnist’s whining about what he deems unfair felt like its complete antithesis. Closing with...

We are now one week past the Autumn Equinox, the day defined as having an equal number of hours of sunlight and moonlight. Autumn’s twin is the Vernal Equinox in March. The opposite of these days of equality are the Summer and Winter solstices...

I am the first to admit last week’s offering under this byline exists as anemic example of writing, so henceforth I’ll try to be more careful with the space so generously available to me. That said, or read, let us on to a couple...