We called ourselves, many years after the fact, the Linda Vista gang. There was Jackie and Lindy, Tom and Sandy, […]

We called ourselves, many years after the fact, the Linda Vista gang. There was Jackie and Lindy, Tom and Sandy, […]
The story goes that her mom brought her to our house to meet me. She was about a year old. […]
The story goes that when I was two, my mother’s friend and co-worker, came to our house with the child […]
There are times when life makes one use all the intensity that they can muster. It rises as part anger, […]
Rehearsals went every day except Wednesday. Performances were on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. THAT was a hell of a week. […]
Lindsay, California is a small town on the eastern side of the Great Central Valley. Fifty years ago it had […]
The BBC series Larks Rise to Candleford took the last paragraph of Flora Thompson’s semi-biographical books and turned it into […]
A small town has its advantages. It can hold you close and nurture you. As a child, that is a […]
Today was a weaving day. Normally, Patricia Martin has class on Monday afternoons. But this summer she has opened the […]