Mid-November 2020 Once in every life, someone comes along, and the life of each someone is changed, somehow, forever. I have been blessed...

November 2020 Despite my dislike of the music of the 1970s, I occasionally find a nugget or two, mostly among the country-music repertoire, that transcend that ghastly era. One is a gem, penned and composed by Kris Kristofferson. It became a number-one hit by Ray Price in April 1970. This wistful song of parting established Kristofferson as a serious, award-winning songwriter; and it provided musician, songwriter, guitarist and innovator Price with his first smash country-and

November 2020 There are times when I must defy myself, or else strive to follow my own rules. My free-speech refusal to accept the...

Halloween 2020 There are times during these tumultuous times when I feel, and re-experience, the horrid days of my life, my very young...

October 2020 I used to associate with swamp creatures, without knowing they were swamp creatures, mostly because the term had not yet...

11 October 2020 No, I am not leaving California. This essay addresses the many many people who have left California. I have known more...

Autumn 2020 Last night I started to translate the beginning of Book 6, La Résistance, Chapter 81 of THE DAWN. It had been a busy day,...

November 2020 Moving into my Dream House has occurred in phases. During the initial phase of unpacking the first phase (of many) of the...

October 2020 In 1936, during the Golden Age of Hollywood, a song called “Smoke Dreams” was featured in the highly enjoyable, highly...

Late September 2020 La Résistance is the term that was used most accurately, historically and fundamentally for the covert internal fight...

Autumn 2020 I try to make Sunday a day of rest, the Lord’s day of rest, and I usually follow my own rule. Having grown up in a little...

Summer’s End 2020 This ship has sailed! The Book Reports section of my website is now officially closed, and joyfully so. I am much more...

8 September 2020 Yesterday, I observed Labor Day in the USA by working — on the translation of Chapter 77 of THE DAWN into L’AUBE. I’d...

September 2020 Gabrielle is the Home-Cat now, in the new house called Larkhaven. After her release from 10 days of spacious...

September 2020 King Lear: The Lost Story of The Lost Scene During my first semester back-at-school, that would be Sac State of the...

Summer Souvenirs 2020 The drive-to-go was once described to me during my adolescence as the motivation to achieve, great things, with...

August 2020 Decades ago, I used to drive to Elk Grove, just south of Sacramento, during my pregnancy with Dear Daughter. Nausea was my...

Summer 2020 It takes time to assimilate the feeling of betrayal. The shock of trust being annihilated requires a patient approach. When a person realizes he has been lied to, and not merely lied to, but deceived cunningly for the goal of taking what would not have otherwise been granted — freely — there is, initially, some denial as to the sickening awfulness of the treachery. Denial is a healthy response in the early going. It gives you time to prepare for time, the time nee

Summer 2020 Welcome to Larkhaven During the course of designing and building The Milligan Dream Home, I decided to give it a name. It...

Mid-Summer 2020 Where has all the thinking gone? Maybe it wasn’t there to begin with. The engine of thought takes some time to rev up, at least it does for me. This past week, I took a few days off, an operational pause, from my translation work of THE DAWN into L’AUBE. Inevitably, perhaps out of boredom, I ventured online to try to find some informed information regarding current events in America. It was a dismal state of affairs — not the current events as much as the opin