I don’t know how much time passed before I woke up. It might have been half an hour; it could have been a few minutes.…
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Before driving back to the city, the girl I had befriended in the city and I took a walk up to a stately rock formation…
One of the drawbacks of dividing my time between Spy Rock and the city was the rigmarole I had to go through every time I…
Winter came in hard that year, and stayed hard. By mid-December it was obvious I wouldn’t have enough firewood to last till spring, and between…
While it was happening, and for a long time afterward, there was no doubt in my mind that 1985 was the worst year of my…
As soon as you give something a name, it begins to die, says an old Chinese proverb, and its corollary might be that as soon…
Contrary to Thomas Wolfe’s dictum, you can indeed go home again. It’s just that there’s no guarantee home will be anything like the way you…
“Hey,” my nephew said, “that place you used to live is in the newspaper.” And so it was; in a lengthy SF Weekly piece about…
Sooner or later during any international football competition in which England features we are sure to hear some variation on “England expects,” the reference being…