Happy Mother’s Day to the first mothers I knew. My mom (was she singing?), Dorothy Jean Rogers and my paternal grandmother on the left, Elizabeth (“Bessy”) and my maternal grandmother, Violet. (In front of Violet and Hiram’s home, 1254 Hill, Pasadena, CA before a future owner remodeled the front and ruined the character of the house.)
The Forks, Bass Lake
We’re celebrating Kari’s birthday month. It’s something we do. Even though it’s a milestone birthday—and maybe because of that—she d...
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This story flew up in my Facebook memories today: (Not the actual airplane.) *** I was ending a graveyard shift in NW Fresno one mor...
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Foothill and mountain friends have been posting on social media throughout the day about the blitzkrieg winter storm moving through the regi...