Blazing a Trail Around War
‘A pair of potent warlords—a Hispanic general and a Suisun Indian chief—face a conflict that may alter the fate of their peoples. My tale of this day is historical fiction; it’s based on a real event.’
‘A pair of potent warlords—a Hispanic general and a Suisun Indian chief—face a conflict that may alter the fate of their peoples. My tale of this day is historical fiction; it’s based on a real event.’
Two views of cabinet secretary Robert F. Kennedy Jr., Then & Now.
My first view was written nearly 30 years ago.
And my current view, I wrote last week.
A big, brawny storm can seize me with an utter fascination. Pretty much, such storms always have.
Long before we humans began to play at recreational runs—scampering about to win finisher medals, not sprinting away from cougars—a simple discipline existed to produce enduring health benefits of a more well-rounded caliber.
You can discover life’s meaning gift-wrapped in a spiny sheath, deep inside a cone that falls from a Bristlecone Pine.
We pushed towels against a door to a student room to block fumes from seeping into the hall of our coed dormitory. Skritched matches flared against wicks on candles of varying sizes, colors and scents. Electric lights went dark. And out came our few hoarded joints: leafy “fatties,” rolled in Zig-Zag papers.