Two Gents' Worth
April 5, 2025
Out with the old – and good riddance! In with the new – and good luck! Of course, this being the time for my usual “end of one year, start of another” column – the “old” I’m referring to is that terrible, horrible, no good, very bad year we are about to say good-bye to….
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Christmas spirit is in the air once again, heralding the eventual arrival of the Big Day itself. When I was a kid, the “countdown” to Christmas nearly drove me batty. “It won’t EVER get here,” I used to wail to my mom. She said: “Be good. Santa is watching.” It was quite hard to be…
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I figure that with all the bad news that’s been going on “out there” these past weeks and months – and, yes, there’s been a ton of it – you’d really like to read something “uplifting” on this page. Something that maybe – just maybe – makes you smile, if only for a minute or…
Read More about Trippin’ Back “Home”Not that it matters, but I’m not terribly happy to have the month of March come marching in. You see, that particular month has a particular day that always ages me when I see it. It’s my birthday. And this one is a biggie, moving me into yet another category of “old.” Whoo, boy. Don’t…
Read More about That 70’s ThingBud Elliott and I got together for pastries and hot drinks this Wednesday morning at that fancy French pastry shop at Fig Garden Village in Fresno. It was early (yes, 9 a.m. is early for retirees), and there was only a small crowd, so we were able to easily get a table by ourselves. I…
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Getting closer and closer to Christmas, and the chilly days and deep-freeze nights that come with it. We come to Christmas with a merry spirit, and we always have. Man and boy, boy and man, my family tried very hard to have Christmas trees. In Fresno, where I grew up, we had precious little money….
Read More about The Spirit of ChristmasChevrolet summers, Dairy Queen nights. I can’t think of a better way to describe those glorious days and nights when I was growing up in the Valley – days and nights I’d give anything to be able to re-live. My guess is that you’re like me – that we look back on those “salad days”…
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We moved out of Fresno more than a year ago, but find occasion to return every now and then — mostly for doctors’ appointments. Yes, it’s difficult to grow older, and the need for doctors’ visits seemingly takes up more and more of “retirement” time. But we make that effort and take that time so…
Read More about Fresno, RevisitedEven though we moved away from Fresno a year ago, we still go back every month or so for a variety of reasons. And so it was that I found myself having Starbucks coffee at Fig Garden Village this past Thursday with my buddy Bud Elliott, who not only is the co-proprietor of this blogsite…
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“‘Twas Christmas broached the mightiest ale; ‘Twas Christmas told the merriest tale; A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart for half the year.” ** Frosty nights around our Central Coast retirement neighborhood now. If we had a fireplace, three logs would be burning until bedtime. Shiny Christmas bulbs on shrubs and trees…
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