I’ve been in. Like they said we should be. But not because of the deadly virus. I’ve been in recovering from my second heart ablation fol...

Garden City. You would think it was a beautiful place filled with flowers, but that was not what greeted me as I saw our new house at 254...

I can’t remember the sound of my father’s voice. I remember how he looked in his long gray sweater, a cap on his head or a fedora for dre...

Probably the most recognizable birds in the estuary at Morro Bay are the herons. Of these large wading birds great egrets are most notice...

The name popped on the Facebook notice, it was Richard Palmer’s birthday. Did I want to send him a greeting? Sure. I’d love to send a gre...

I lost my first love today. Fred Hill. A football hero for a five-foot-six-inch guy who could carry the ball and run like blazes down the...

When Silvio was growing up in the Sacramento Valley the sky would darken with the flight of wild geese overhead. Perhaps millions of them...

This is a lovely drive in the country on back roads and is best in springtime when the hills are green. Turn off the 101 Freeway 42 miles...

So the rains came and all 1.40 inches that fell in Morro Bay slipped underneath my garage door and flooded the interior. Yes, I know ther...

I’m sitting here in my living room nursing a head cold looking at some old postcards of Morro Bay that show Morro Bay Boulevard probably ...

Something got your goat? Not at Happy Acres Family Farm. Goats are what it is all about at Happy Acres, a state licensed, certified organ...