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Leaves And More Leaves

It’s been a little chilly these past few days as we venture out on our walk. Hoods are now up to brace against the 43 degrees, stop it…that feels cold to us. Let me remind you, it’s the butt crack of dawn!! As we walk side by side on to the campus, I’m on the…

The Westchester Family YMCA

Monday began the beginning of the Christmas Wreath sales at the Westchester Family YMCA where I belong and worked for 10 years. I am a member of the Y’s Service Club. Many of these wonderful members are the age of what my parents would be if they were still alive. Then there are some of…

A Dog and His Man

I hear music in my head, do you? The song that comes to mind was from Jackie DeShannon… 1969… Think of your fellow man; lend him a helping hand, put a little love in your heart. It was just another ordinary day; make a list, run some errands, figure out what needs to be accomplished….

Fifty Years Ago Today

Fifty years ago today, our world stood still as we mourned the assassination of President John F. Kennedy. Those of us old enough to remember back to those days know exactly where we were when the news was broadcasted. I was in the 9th grade at Airport Junior High School. I remember being in Ms….

Butterflies are Free

In the 1972 film Butterflies Are free, Goldie Hawn falls in love with the New Star of the Year, Edward Albert, son of actor Eddie Albert. It’s been so long since I’ve watched this movie. In looking back at the handsome Edward playing a blind man as he serenaded the adorable Goldie with his guitar,…

Uplifting Upland

My friend Shari and I met her sister and niece for some lunch and shopping in Upland, a city that’s about 35 miles from Westchester. For those of you unfamiliar with the 605 freeway and traffic in general in Los Angeles and vicinity, it took us a little over an hour to get there. In…

It Started with a Scrub Jay

Have you ever started a habit that morphs into more than you expected? Such is the case of my wild birds. They have become a part of my morning ritual. It started many years ago with peanuts for the beautiful noisy scrub jays, not to be confused with blue jays. I swear they heard me…