In the old days, say, like last year, Kara’s closest co-workers in proximity were Ben and James. Now Ben has moved on, we thought to leave town but instead just to the hardware biz (after a viral period of unemployment), and Pandemia has moved James from his desk to the printing press. Somehow, though, this […]

Before I attempt to garner any sympathy, I am aware that this exceeds the pale of any “first-world problem,” but sometimes crowding and where and when it happens absolutely befuddles me. Fresh off the Pandemia version of Not Night of Lights But Come Shop Anyway, it was my turn to work the Saturday shift at […]

In any other year, today would be a day of some, if not huge, significance, at least for the downtown area in Gunnison. This should be the final day of preparation for our annual Night of Lights, a community-wide kick-off to the holiday season. Some years it’s absolutely bitter cold, sometimes it’s unseasonably warm. One […]

It is 8 a.m., and here is how my last 20 hours have gone: I discovered that someone at some unknown time put a large dent in my car; I have attempted the “most simplified” forgiveness form provided by the Small Business Administration for my pandemic assistance; and I have just chatted with two people […]

Have you ever noticed that the moment people get caught doing something they weren’t supposed to, that’s the moment they become sorry for whatever they did? Suggesting, of course, that many sorry people are less sorry about committing some wrong than they are that they got caught. In the case of our virus — have […]

So Lynn and I are getting older, somehow, and with it comes the advice I used to get on a repeated basis from my late neighbor Mr. Trujillo: “Don’t get old, TL. Getting old is hell.” “But Mr. Trujillo,” I would ask, every time this (frequent) conversation came up, “What is my option?” Some days, […]