My town is different than your town. You might go many places and travel far and wide. I have an interesting community that allows me to enjoy the far flung reaches of the world…..right in my own back yard. Recently the news is all about “immigration” and our national concerns for security. I find “security” …
On the arid Steppes of the Sandia Mountains are the remains of an early farmstead. The bones and stones of the building still remain, I wander around trying to find some idea of the age of the abandon homestead. The mortar in the stonework seems quite intact, it’s placement on the landscape suggest that he …
I travel a lot, I see lots of people and places. I see 10 times more than the average person, I have met between two and three million people in the last twenty years. Few people you know have met that many people. Tomorrow the president is coming to my state. He has chosen this …
I have thought long and hard about visiting this subject and yet the drum beat in my mind has grown louder and louder. I accept many friendships, they are friendships from people that have merit. I don’t go searching for friends and readers on my face book page (perhaps 5%). I’ve even deleted about five …
The plight of a small town retailer. We try to find a balance. Providing a service with which we can modestly profit and yet maintain good customers and patronage. Retail shoplifters circa 1976 I have just followed a person out of my store that I believe has stolen a nice belt buckle. I have paid …
Out of the darkness comes two dirty faced young women. The day had been in the 80’s or low 90’s but the intensity of the sun made it hotter than the hubs of hell. We are encamped in Southern Colorado headed home from a distant Art and Craft Fair. We’ve only been on the road …
Jimmy Thomas-As remembered by Bill Keitel-Pandora’s Box 1966-1969? I had the good fortune to know Jimmy Thomas and his family because I played in a rock and roll band with his son Johnny. We played together in our junior high and high school days. We were a garage band and what set us apart from …
THE DEPTH OF HUMANITY IN THREE SMALL WORDS Often times we find ourselves in the far west, dusty, dirty, hard bitten towns where oil extraction seems far more important than education. We find ourselves amongst and befriended by every manner and persuasion of society. Since we are craftspersons traveling on the road we count them …
The Cicada’s buzz and whir in the trees and air, The Ash trees are slowly turning yellow, the seagulls lazily circle in rafts above me as they wend their way southward. The occasional call from one of the birds can be heard on earth…… a thousand feet below. At lower elevations the Monarchs do the …
The Streets of London I am obsessed with all things London. My interest began with the Women Warrior Boudicea, she looms large in my imagination. She was responsible for forestalling Roman advance into Londinium and the British Isles in and around 64 a.d. She burned it to the ground. Halting the Roman advance for some …
It was early summer or late spring the purple martins had fully fledged and were testing their skills on the windward shore of Lake Okabena on Sailboard Beach. Being new to the air they would flutter off the freshening breeze that was building on the shoreline. They were catching the breeze that mounted above tree …