A Tale of Tails: White and Bushy
A Tale of Tails: White and Bushy The light was dimming as evening approached. My seven-year-old grandson, John, sat as quietly as he could, perched on a stool beside me. It was his first time…
A Tale of Tails: White and Bushy The light was dimming as evening approached. My seven-year-old grandson, John, sat as quietly as he could, perched on a stool beside me. It was his first time…
How does this grab you? If you’ve ever seen the movie, Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964) you will probably remember the role played by the inimitable…
Cheap but Worth Hundreds Even though Annie and I have been drinking water straight out of the spring for more than a year now with no ill effects, we knew from the start that it…
The Gift of the Mad Guy I was listening to the radio on my way to work today. The moderators were engaging in the typical fiddle faddle conversation that people in that profession do. During…