America’s Last Stand, Part II

In the late spring of 1876, several portents of doom struck the women of the Seventh Cavalry, most of them attached by marriage to the soldiers and scouts based at Fort Lincoln in the Dakotas. One of the most striking portents was witnessed by George Armstrong Custer’s wife Libbie, who watched her husband’s column depart […]

Long Road Home

When I worked at the newspaper, I was often the last to arrive for work (kind of like now in the screen printing biz), but I was also usually the last to leave (kind of like now). On the one day it mattered, though, I went home early, so when Valli Funk called to tell […]

America’s Last Stand, Part I

Today was a busy day to get ready for an even busier day tomorrow. This may have to tide you over for a couple of days. On July 4, 1876, citizens of the United States of America celebrated their nation’s centennial, all of them oblivious to a huge military defeat to their west. Not until […]

It Pays to Play

Despite living in what is defined as “rural America,” I lead a completely urban existence. This was pointed out multiple times this weekend, as Mosquito Season has officially begun out at Riverwalk. I saw my Some Day neighbor and HOA president the day after he had the county spray our area for the little blood-suckers. […]

Company at the Company

My work schedule, such as it is, was even more fluid than usual yesterday, so I can’t tell you what time it was that I finally rolled into the shop, other than that it was — fortuitously — about 30 seconds before Scott and Jenny Parsons came through the door. When out-of-town visitors are looking […]

This Old House

Warning: self-imposed word limit exceeded, exceedingly. A couple weeks ago, in a text, my sister Tia asked me how I felt about our house sale, noting that it could be sad leaving a place I’ve been at so long, and wanting to know if I was okay with the buyers. I told her my answer […]

Trouble by the Numbers

It’s not just me who has trouble with numbers, as I learned yesterday. Oh, I already knew it was never just me, but let’s say it was brought to the fore again yesterday. Earlier this week, as I noted in a post, Dusty had called me to see which room at the Some Day Ranch […]

Waging War

I’m sitting here, under a cat, with my feet propped up in some rather wan sunlight, wishing it was warmer, even as I wonder what I’m wishing for. Chris Spears, meteorologist at CBS 4 Denver, has promised a 90-degree day in Denver. Yesterday may have been Denver’s first 90-degree-day of the year, and apparently this […]

A Place of Aging

On Monday, thinking it was the 25th, I started to tell you all about George Armstrong Custer’s last day on Earth. Then I was going to postpone it to the real 25th, but that didn’t happen. So I was going to go with it today, but reviewing the actions of an egomaniac who manufactured his […]

Electing to Participate

Perhaps you missed me yesterday; perhaps you heaved a sigh of relief to not be bothered by me; perhaps you didn’t even notice that I wasn’t in your inbox (if you’re following along at home), but I wasn’t here yesterday. I was going to be; I was busy writing, writing away, but at some point […]