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He’s a mule, he can’t help himself

I was talking to a friend this week. He used a phrase, which I hadn’t heard before. His words went off in me like a firecracker. My friend said, “The…

The hen that cackles has left the coop

Eeeeeek! “Sorry Ma’am! Sorry Ma’am! Sorry Ma’am!” A wide-eyed, 30-year-old man stood in disbelief, apologizing. In a split second, up and down the aisle of the Southwest airliner, fifty heads…

Whiskey goes to school

When our neighbors heard Al call his dog, “Whiskey,” they said, “We’ve heard it all. Good Baptist with a dog named Whiskey.” I told them, “Believe me, it’s a long…

One day it’s a hole, the next day it’s the whole sweater

Al and I, along with our family, have traveled throughout Colorado, going to football games and enjoying the changing seasons. The colors are vibrant, but changing quickly. I said to…

Too much flannel in Pagosa

Al’s brother, David, came up for the weekend. He invited Al and me over for dinner. In the course of the evening, we talked. As we talked, I shook my…

Artist’s Lane: Connect with the name

As we are getting older, some of us are losing our ability to remember names. I’m not mentioning any names, but Sweet Al comes to mind. He is getting worse.…

Yes, real men do cry

This is a letter to my two grandsons and the Pagosa Football Team. Yes, real men do cry. Creede, I ran up to you at the end of the Centauri…

That was a week that was

Have you ever had one of those weeks? I have, and my mind is still swirling over it. It was one of those weeks that was! A little girl, Sierra…

A teacher is always a teacher

As I walked the halls of Pagosa Springs High School, I prayed. I was struck by a feeling of expectations and anticipation over the next nine months. There will be…