A few days ago while on my midday walk with the dogs, when I was on the 1700 block of 15th Street South, I saw what looked like an albino […]
The front porch of our little, off-white stucco house in Medora, N.D., was a magical place to be on hot, muggy summer evenings.
The climate crisis looms. It’s tough to keep a positive outlook with all the doomsday scenarios, science-based predictions and imminent tipping points. And yet…
Once there was a little girl who, although I didn’t know it yet, was to be the first of three for my wife, Cassi, and me. The little lass loved books. More than that she loved having them read to her at bedtime….
From Pink Floyd to the Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, there have been a lot of colors along the way.
I submitted “Extra! Extra!” (see earlier post on this blog) to Country Extra magazine, which was soliciting personal, small-town stories featuring acts of kindness. The magazine’s editors shortened the piece considerably and printed it […]
To Calgary and back, and my signature Olympic moment came in Circle, Mont.