The Time I Could Have Kissed Burt Reynolds

The Time I Could Have Kissed Burt Reynolds

I didn’t, darn it. I met Burt years ago, at a celebration of the classic Western TV series, Gunsmoke.  My dad, Skip Lael, was the town marshal in Northport, Washington, where I was raised, and I remember how he’d pull up just in time to watch the next episode, looking...
Gardening—Sort Of

Gardening—Sort Of

I have a nice deck behind the house, and I’ve started a little gardening project. Today I planted bok choy (I love to make wonton soup), lettuce, green onions, and miscellaneous flower seeds, all in colorful grow-bags.  I also have three little pots in which sprinkled...
The Big Move

The Big Move

It’s finally happened; I’ve downsized and moved to the San Diego, California area, leaving my too-large house in Spokane, Washington, where I had lived for nearly twenty years. Moving is never easy for anyone.  I had to say good-bye to loved ones, friends, and a...

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