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Cruisin’ Espanola: It’s a family adventure

We came out of Sunday service and our daughter said, “You’ve got to try this restaurant in Espanola. They have the best Mexican food. Let’s go to Espanola.” Our son-in-law…

We’re too old for a mud run

We’re too old for a mud run, I argued. We went anyway. I looked around. We were the oldest in the group. I could only imagine what the teenagers thought…

What are we missing? Nothing

My friend said, “Pagosa is ten years behind times.” “That’s good. There are so many crazy things going on in this world. I’m glad we are sheltered from things we…

In flux as we sit, living our moment

Columnist Everything is changing as we sit in the same place. We haven’t moved, but everything around us is moving. Our conversations are changing since the grandchildren have left home.…

A few nuts in the mix

Columnist I was mixing up a carrot cake for a meeting that I was going to the next day, when my Sweet Al ran in the house. “Call the fire…

Who’s going to take responsibility?

Columnist “What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived. It is what difference we have made to the lives of others that will determine the…

If you’re standing still, you’re going backwards

PREVIEW Columnist I said to my Sweet Al, “Let’s talk about memories. I don’t know why I’m so sad. I’m missing our children and they haven’t gone anywhere. I’m sorry…

Learning to live with grace

Columnist Everyone needs grace. I find I hold people to my standard. Oh me. I’ve always believed what a person puts into life they will also get out of life.…

The folly of it all: That’s why we live here

Columnist David, Al’s brother, called. He needed a family recipe. He wanted to tell me that he would be hosting the next wine tasting party. He prides himself in being…

Two is enough — which two do I choose?

I’m on a roll with this “Crazy Family of Ours.” When my nephew Davey and I get together, we exchange stories about the family. I asked him if he knew…