We lay in bed, listening to the wind scream around the sturdy little cabin Read More

Nineteen sixty three unfolded into a year of beginnings. After years of post-adolescent frustration, I had sex for the first time. Having grown up in New England in the 1950s, nobody had told me or anyone else about the mysteries and techniques of copulation. There was no Joy of Sex, literally or figuratively. My parents… Read More

The buddha smile will follow you. Read More

...never, never, never step on laughter. Read More

All I can safely say is… no one was killed. Read More

We met at the bottom of the crater and began to hug each other and dance. Read More

Support Our Troops / Bring Them Home Read More

As the 1960s sunk into the next decade, I decided to leave San Francisco, to “get my head together.” A friend knew I had carpentry skills and suggested I contact a woman who owned property in the Colorado Rockies above Boulder. She needed a handyman. A cabin was available. That seemed attractive. To get away… Read More

I wanted to join that company. Read More

Where did our community go? Read More