How We Met
Blind Date My knees are shaking. It is June 1990. I’ve never met the woman whose doorbell I’m ringing. Her house is red with white trim and a palm tree in the front yard. It’s California, after all. The door opens. Whoa! She is blond and freckled, with kind blue eyes and a smile as…
Death by Turkey Bag
Erin and I had only been living in our house in Sonoma County’s Oakmont Village, an “active living, over-fifty five” community for one month when the Neptune Society invited us to a free lunch at the Golf Club to a discuss a discount cremation package that was 10 percent off if we filled out the…
Hello, Goodbye, Dream House
From Let Me Tell You Before I ForgetIn 2004, my wife Erin and I built our dream home in Mendocino County, on one hundred and sixty-two acres in the mountains near the tiny town of Laytonville. We designed our house as a place we could live, grow old and die in. It was fire proof,…
New Year’s Resolutions 2021
By Jane Futcher How many times have you resolved to exercise every day, ban sugar from your diet and write no matter how many crazy things are going on around you? I’m certain I’ve made those pledges every year since I started writing down my resolutions in 1902. Correction: 1962. Have I succeeded? While I’m…
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