Where Were You When Camelot Died?

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The first time I had one of those “I remember where I was when I heard” moments was on a summer morning in 1962, the day after Marilyn Monroe died. I was at swimming lessons at a YMCA in Houston, … Continue reading →

Thank You Vietnam Vets

These days we tend to fall all over ourselves letting veterans know how much they are appreciated, and rightly so. The men and women who volunteer to protect us sacrifice so much, and they get so little in return. But … Continue reading →

High Plains Vacillator

I’ve always been attracted to bars. They pull at me the way a magnet pulls at steel. Perhaps it’s a personal weakness, but now is not the time to delve into that. In my travels, bars are often places of … Continue reading →

Coming of Age in Black and White

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And now comes the news that Annette Funicello has died. Her passing was not a surprise. I had heard about her health problems years ago. But to learn that she was seventy years old was a bit of a shock. … Continue reading →

Let’s Go To Lukenbach Texas

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This morning I’m a little irritated because a number of people from my office have been dispatched to my favorite of all places, Austin, Texas, but no one from my team made the cut, so instead of perusing the Austin … Continue reading →

Finding Your Right Stuff

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My father came home from work one day with this signed picture of astronaut Gordon Cooper. But for the date on the back of the picture, I would not have remembered it was 1963. My father worked for the March … Continue reading →

An Amateur’s Review of Hatfields and McCoys

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Several months ago, shortly after Hatfields and McCoys was first broadcast on the History Channel, my daughter asked me if I had seen it. By nature I am usually late to the party when it comes to being in tune … Continue reading →

Bonding With Custer

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The Little Bighorn Battlefield sits on top of a hill about a half mile to the east of Interstate 90 in southern Montana. As you approach it from the south, the first thing you may notice is the American flag … Continue reading →