On Thursday, Aug. 25, Rhea-Frances and I will be celebrating our 50th anniversary, so I thought it would be appropriate to share with you some of the memories and highlights of our 50 years of wedded bliss. And, believe it or not, us California-born natives are still...
Dear Sidney, Nowadays it seems that not only is it true that money can’t buy you love, but money can’t buy you a fence repair guy that also stains and waterproofs, or an electrician fanlight guy that also sands and paints, or a two-guy dream bathroom remodeling team...
Seems there’s been a rash of motorcycle accidents on mountain area roads of late, some with fatalities and some not. This is not surprising since motorcycles, or “murdercycles” as I like to call them, are inherently dangerous. In case you’re wondering where I came up...
Dear Sidney, So I’ve had it. During the storm, a neighbor’s tree falls and crashes onto my fence and I get to pay for the repair. Rats nest in the insulation in the buildup, tear it all down, and I get to pay for the repair. A lost 18-wheeler barrels down my street...
Back in the summer of ’59 I spent several weeks at Mill Creek Boys Ranch, high in the hills above Big Bear Lake. It all started when Mom and Dad drove me to Perris Hill Park in San Bernardino, where we were met by a camp counselor who loaded about 20 or more boys onto...
Dear Sidney, I’m new to retirement. It’s a daily burden. I feel like I should be doing something worthwhile at all times. The first month or two I cleaned out, closed out and donated from two storage units. I felt worthy doing that. Then I had my car detailed, the...
