There’s a huge, magnificent oak tree in our pasture that was little more than a sapling when our Idaho farmhouse was built in 1905. When
Tag: Writing
Daggers at the Throat of Democracy
President Biden’s words yesterday that he’ll not let anyone “hold a dagger to the throat of democracy” was laudable. None of us should tolerate that
My 2022 Wish: Little Spit
In 2022, I pray we’ll escape COVID’s clutches, be kind, rediscover statesmanship and civility, address the needs of others, plan for the future, rebuild families
Lead Like Lincoln: What a Voter Wants
Dear Newly-Elected (and Re-elected) Officials, Let me be the first to congratulate you today, about 11 hours before the polls close. I’m writing now because
Family, Ruined
It’s a funny feeling to be on the cusp of being the last one standing in your immediate family. And yet, here I am.
Oh-Dark-Hundred Musings: Speed-Dating My Way Through Idaho
I amuse myself with the title of this post. Oh-Dark-Hundred is a military term, says the Internet, for being awake at some supposedly God-forsaken and
Dispatches from Out West 