Thinking about firsts…

It’s the end of something. This is the last day of 2016. I’m looking back for a bit, while focusing on the future. I’m thinking about some firsts. 1. The first time I stepped foot in Oregon. We had driven a 2 car VW caravan from Washington, MO. Heading for Corvallis. Hoping she would be…

Instant Karma

Thirty-six years ago today I didn’t hear the news. It wasn’t until a little after 10 the next morning. I can take you to within 10 feet of where I was when I heard…heading to the Student Union via the bookstore entrance in Corvallis, Orygun. I don’t remember the guy’s name who came up to…

My life is Bountiful

I’m not sure when I started doing it. I think it was after Shelly and I moved in together in 2013, but it might have been before then. I read (or more accurately “skim”) the local paper most mornings in the lobby. I will sometimes send Shelly a text of her horoscope, and sometimes I…

It’s an Anniversary

A year ago I posted my initial blog entry. I wrote that the elapsed time between starting the introductory piece and posting it was about 11 months. This was on top of a few years of internal dialogue about “putting myself out there.” I was prolific for awhile, posting 10 musings in the month of…

First day of Winter 2016: Let there be music

The first evening of winter (meteorologically speaking….a story for another day) was pretty special this Dec. 1, 2016: the Bottle Rockets at Lindberg’s…a Great band at the oldest tavern in Springfield. Several friends in attendance to share the evening with made it an even more special night. Marshall Crenshaw was there too, but the evening…