Note to the reader:  I wrote this in 2015 for my cousins Patti and Chris  and especially for my sister, Itha.         June 1015.  It is...

Another Tuscarora Tale “The flames that neared Tuscarora were part of the Dunphy Complex of fires that scorched roughly 163,00 acres.” ...

I first read “Tintern Abbey'' at Tintern Abbey on April 21, 2012.  I was sitting in the back seat of David’s VW Passat with a cd playing...

In 1938, Dad  graduated from Utah State University with a degree in range management.  The 1930s were a significant time for...

Another Tuscarora Tale That wasn’t the reason my friend Linda called the other morning. But it was big news. She found her breeding...

With these stories about family, you expect them to know your dad and when they hear the story, “They laugh and say, ‘That’s just like...

Another Tuscarora Tale Introduction :  In an issue of the Progressive Rancher , Becky Prunty Lisle has a cautionary tale illustrating the...

Another Tuscarora Tale “It’s never inappropriate to name a house.” Martha Stewart “Ask Martha” Living, June 2001 The summer of...

This time of year, the dead of winter, was chosen for the first Gathering in 1985 because it’s a time when ranch folks can get...

In 1939, Dad took a job in Reno with the University of Nevada Experiment Station as a range assistant.  Just out of college, newly...

The events in our lives happen in time, but in their significance to ourselves, they find their own order…the continuous thread of...

He does not come disguised as Brenda Starr’s Black Orchid man, appearing suddenly in the elevator into which I step. He does not come...

1. If  the Venus of Willendorf Is Packin’ I went to a Drop In’s Welcome salon in Reno the other day and the gal doing hair had some kinda...

“You got to dance with who brung you, swing with who swung you.  Don't be a fickle fool…'cause in the long run you'll have more fun, if...

1. L’esprit de l’escalier And there I am at the top of the stair hoping  to leave  the scene with the perfect bon mot. Home in bed  I...

Another Tuscarora Tale One evening, a number of summers ago, my friend James told me this story about the man who lived in the small...

See this snapshot of an aluminum lawn chair. Notice how the late evening light dignifies plastic chairs or rusted cars, even the carcass...

I was in the middle of my Monday routine at Eagle Fitness doing leg presses on the machine closest to the entrance.  Jason, my trainer,...

I wish you had seen the waif in  her hand-me-down Elsa gown, arms wide, singing “Let It Go.” She knew the words, this petite chanteuse,...

Motes of light grace an apron fold. Garments illuminate a face contemplative and secretive. With lapis lazuli and yellow paint, Vermeer...