…the moistened soil–autumn-sun warmed–seduced dormant seeds awake. A resurrection of green slipped through the layer of fallen leaves and dried grasses. By morning a thunderous roar filled the canyon. The Kaweah River no longer struggled to trickle through plump gray boulders.
Perhaps by this post’s end, the answer to my question, “Am I good-looking enough to run for a political office?” will find an answer. You see, I’m mightily confused about appearance, political office and political correctness. A confluence of events and random conversations pushed this question to the front. In one news thread, Hillary Clinton’s political future rivals her hair for headlines; another thread chats up President Obama’s complimentary quip about California’s female attorney general; pundits chat about other possible 2016 presidential […]
Neighbors actually talk to each other in my neighborhood. Here’s a recent conversation that I overheard between spouse and another retired man as he walked his dog. “Gorgeous day today, isn’t it?” spouse greeted dog-walking neighbor. “It sure is. It’s the kind of day that makes me glad to be retired, even without my late wife,” he noted. He lengthened his pooch’s flexi-leash. “I’ve learned to enjoy life without my wife—she died 12 years ago. But I’ve gotta friend—he just turned 70—and all he […]
I’m still catching my breath after a vigorous walk with a woman who became my friend after seeking me out because, she explained, “I like your energy levels.” I remain flattered. I remain so because this woman, of the same generation as I, harbors so much energy that she could power up the lights on Main Street. Another friend, soon to celebrate her 70th birthday, actively seeks a new career as a lifestyle model (code for a senior citizen model). She […]
When our economy turned, my wealth transformed from monetary to experience. Experience shaved expenses to just pay the bills. Some of those sheared expenses included shopping for toys and clothes for the children who don’t even have a roof where Santa’s sleigh can land;
I like writing about people like Evelyn Dabritz as opposed to chasing media kings, queens, princes and princesses who offer nothing but noise. Their insignificant steps don’t even leave footprints behind.
Who knew that financial catastrophe would make my resume irrelevant, or that I’d even have to compose a resume?