Two Gents' Worth
April 26, 2025
Since the last time we got together in this space, Sharon and I have trekked back to the past. Ours. We flew into Bozeman, Montana, a few days ago to spend some time with old and great friends. Paul and Sharon Finlayson were neighbors of ours at Quail Run in Paso Robles for years. We…
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The other morning I was having a delightful get-together with Mr. Bud Elliott, whose name adorns this blogsite. We were sitting under the umbrellas outside Starbucks at Fig Garden Village in Fresno on a warm morning that held every promise of morphing into another typically hot summer day in the Valley. Bud and I hadn’t…
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For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been trying to think of something to write about in this space. The truth is — I’ve come up dry — until this Friday afternoon. Oh, I could have regaled you with stories about everything we’ve done around these parts in Central California since we’ve returned from Iowa….
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It took nine days and more than 2,000 miles, but we are back home in Madera County and happy to be here. Our long driving trek from Ames to Madera was exhilarating, fattening and, ultimately, wearying — and it was immensely rewarding. We left Ames on Thursday, June 23, and headed down I-35 to our…
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Well, this is it. We always knew it would happen — but we didn’t think it would come so quickly. It’s time for us to leave Ames — and this may well be the final time we do so. When we arrived here a month ago for our annual summer sojourn to the Midwest, the…
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We have come back, one last time, to this great Heart of the American Heartland — Ames, Iowa — the home of Iowa State University; Hickory Park, the best barbecue place anywhere in these grand United States; and Cafe Diem, surely one of the finest and most hospitable coffee places you’ve ever been in. Yes,…
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What is it about small, cute dogs? Why do they always take all the attention, and suck all the oxygen, out of a room? I was reminded of this small, cute dog thing the other day when Sharon and I were having lunch outside the Patio Cafe at Fig Garden Village in Fresno. There were…
Read More about Wanted: A Small, Cute DogI had a really crazy fantasy recently. In this one, I was walking around downtown Fresno near Courthouse Park when The Guy I Used to Be drove up. He looked about 25 years old, maybe 150 pounds, with longish light-brown hair, a mustache and gold-rimmed glasses. He was driving the same bright blue ’71 Pinto…
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A few weeks ago, an old friend in Paso Robles emailed me a great series of cartoons dealing with aging. He does that a lot, and those cartoons are often quite amusing – even if they hit way too close to home. The best cartoon he sent in that batch showed a woman of indeterminate…
Read More about Another Birthday, on the WayA week or so ago, I wrote about why I had gone into broadcasting. I mentioned that it was because of NBC Radio’s incredible weekend-long “Monitor” program — which I fell in love with and never got over — and because of KNBR Radio in San Francisco, the great-sounding NBC owned-and-operated station that boomed its…
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