Monday, July 21, 2014
A friend alerted me to the Google Doodle from July 18, which I had not seen.
This is what she wrote in the email that she sent to me and a few other friends:
Here's another installment of small-town crime details. I think the first report especially speaks of the kindness that lives in little cities. Remember to hum the march from "Dragnet" after you read each item... (Thanks again to the writers at Markesan Regional Reporter.)
Sunday, July 20, 2014
It's about writing music, singing music, playing music, arranging music, producing music, recording music, selling music.
It's also about various ways to sell out. Or not to sell out.
Heard the news first thing this morning: James Garner died at age 86.
Aw dang. I know that no one can live forever, but it was nice knowing that James Garner occupied the same planet.
Thursday, July 17, 2014
I'm happy to announce the publication of the second edition of my first book, Calling All Horses. I have added and rearranged a few things inside the book, and there's a cool new cover designed by Karen Cluppert of Not Just Words. I offer the book for $0.99 on Kindle and $8.99 as a paperback through Amazon.com. Like my most recent book, Dessert First, it's full of slices of life - a nice book to pick up and read before bed. Here is a summer-y excerpt from the book, first published in 1993:
We just came back from six days at Long Lake and I can still feel the aaaahhhhhhhhhh of it.
Monday, July 14, 2014
It's a great day to tear down a building. A mild 72 degrees, low humidity, blue skies.
I'm sitting under our big maple and watching the demolition of our old, beloved, barn.
Things have been hopping in the little city of Markesan, Wisconsin. Reading crime reports up there is kind of refreshing to those of us who hail from bigger towns. The report below is thanks to reporting in the Markesan Regional Reporter....
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Monday, July 7, 2014
There are no sufficient words to describe the delicious combination of flavors produced by fresh dill, cottage cheese, and a good dough.
I was surprised by the beauty of the book's language and by its relevance to today's world. Morrow Lindbergh uses nature to help her think about her role in her world. For help, she refers to the words of famous poets - and of her own friends.
She is as poetic and philosophic as T.S. Eliot in "Four Quartets," but easier to understand. Hers is a gentle touch, and a humble one.
In an afterward she wrote in 1975, she says she is astonished that a book of essays written to work out her own problems "should have spoken to so many other women." I would suggest that her words are just as poignant today for men as for women.
Here are some recent police calls in the small city of Markesan, Wisconsin, courtesy of The Markesan Regional Reporter (There were some more serious calls, but I'll omit those):
Saturday, June 28: LOST PROPERTY - A Markesan resident contacted police to report that he had lost his cell phone at some point the previous night when he was walking home from downtown Markesan. The complainant provided a description of the cell phone to police.
Friday, June 27: LOCKOUT - Police were dispatched to a N. Margaret Street address on the report of a vehicle lockout. Police confirmed the complainant's license and registration and safely gained access to the vehicle.
Same day: ANIMAL PROBLEM - Police received an anonymous complaint regarding a loose dog running in the neighborhood of West Vista Boulevard. Police were able to identify the dog's owner and provided a written warning.
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
In honor of the 50th anniversary year of the Beatles' first live performances in the USA, here is an essay I first published in 1989....
My initiation into the era known as “the Sixties” began on September 4, 1964, when I attended the Beatles' concert in Milwaukee.