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      Every year the Strankmans, the old retired couple now dead, who previously owned our property, still welcome us to Spring with a clust...

      We are in that period of the year before the explosion of leaves begin to obscure the trees.   Many of the tree trunks and branches ar...

      I don’t spend a lot of time thinking about my high school prom.   After fifty or so years, I can’t even remember the actual prom, but ...

      For   forty-five years I have been looking at the mountains that enclose the Robson Valley, but this year I noticed something that I h...

      During these chaotic times when powerful leaders strive to disrupt, I find comfort in the fact that at least Nature is trying keep to ...

      The future of the world is looking pretty hopeless these days and I certainly feel it, but at the same time, as I look back at my acti...

      As I look back on my life one thing is clear; I have always been interested in the past.   I have always loved history.   As a child I...