The tools

 We have our stories, my tools and I.    Got my first chainsaw for twenty-five bucks from Ralph Hoffman, the small engine guy in Mariposa town. I think he was doing me a favor, giving me that price for a very used Pioneer, Canadian brand, noisy and heavy, life-saving. Fire crew boss at the Forest … More The tools

On studying the 60s

(A flier for a college course about my younger days. Kind of tripped me out.) You’re gonna study the 60s? First, ‘oh, good.’ The 60s were everything you could hope for in this world. Probably more. They were just wonderful. Enjoy them vicariously and recreate as much of them as you can, or as seems … More On studying the 60s

Now & Then

Had an exchange of letters with grandson Drew, a nearly-teen. He had a school assignment to contrast and compare his times with mine. Clickbait if ever I saw one. But it tripped me out. What, indeed, was it like, to be a kid in the 50s. So, thank you Drew, and check out the 1950s when … More Now & Then

Oh, Brave New World…

In the book of this name, Huxley most certainly did not approve of the technology of this modern world. So, honestly, I don’t know what to think about an automatic, solar powered, Internet linked, self-harvesting, multi-hive bee apartment house with built-in health care. Don’t know if Huxley would see BeeWise as furthering fascism. Don’t know … More Oh, Brave New World…

Find Joy

My friend Michael Rossman argued that we must have rituals, and that if we’re gonna give up on those offered to us, we should make up our own. Referencing Lorca, the poet of Spain, Michael insisted that there must be a wedding, even within a war. And so there was. Yes there was. And in … More Find Joy