The day the music lived

Feb. 3, 1959, was immortalized in song as "The Day the Music Died." Thursday, September 02, 2010

My rock-n-roll band fantasy

If I were to fantasize or have a chance to do something I never got to do in life, I would be a soldier in World War II, play baseball for the New York Yankees, and be a member of a rock-'n'-roll band. Thursday, August 26, 2010

Camp Canada II

As Barb and I planned Camp Canada II and the arrival of our 2 1/2 year-old grandson Mason Gibbs from San Diego in July, we were aware that we had a lot of shopping to do, due to airline luggage restrictions. Thursday, August 19, 2010

Cycle of Life

As Barb and I dug holes in the Canadian soil last month with the help of daughters Kim and Jeni, I began to think about the cycle of life. Thursday, August 12, 2010

I don't remember much of Texas, but I do remember the mall

If you read my last column, you know Becky and I recently visited our daughter, Shena, in Texas. Thursday, July 29, 2010