Skipping Work for Woodstock, 1969

In 1969 Max Yasgur’s pig farm in upstate New York sounded like the place to be for three days and three nights. Frank had been delivering the Woodstock tickets for weeks on Long Island at his job as a summer letter carrier for the U.S. Post Office. He and the other summer carriers knew it… Continue reading Skipping Work for Woodstock, 1969

Woodstock or Work?

In 1969 Max Yasgur’s pig farm in upstate New York sounded like the place to be for three days and three nights. Frank had been delivering the Woodstock tickets for weeks on Long Island at his job as a summer letter carrier for the U.S. Post Office. He and the other summer carriers knew it… Continue reading Woodstock or Work?

A Different Kind of Fall

In my 33 years in California (one and a half down south, the rest up north), I can’t remember a fall where we have not had a drop of rain by mid-November. I also can’t remember ever having three big fires in less than two years that have burned down whole communities due to crazy… Continue reading A Different Kind of Fall

The Sweet Spot

It’s that time of year.   The nights are cooling down, the sun is setting earlier, everything is either starting back up or ending.  The outside music venues are closing up, and the Halloween costumes are showing up in the thrift stores. The kids have been back at school for almost a month.  The parks are… Continue reading The Sweet Spot

Smoky Day

It’s September 15th, tax day if you’re self-employed, and an end of summer day deep in the heart of fire season if you live in California. Our worst fires have been in October, so we have weeks to go before it rains again.  The sky is dark this morning, but it’s not from rain clouds,… Continue reading Smoky Day