The Second, Second Best Blog

This post is especially for the three most faithful readers of the Second, Second Best Blog, each of whom has mentioned the disappointment they experience when checking here and finding nothing new. Sorry. Writing is a rather slow process for me. I have to get kind of worked up about something before the words will [...]

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The first days and weeks that followed Mom’s death in the summer of ’60 have faded away to just a few wispy tendrils. I can’t remember who made us breakfast or tucked us in at night, or the hundreds of other tasks involved in managing five boys from 9 to 2. There were groups and [...]

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“Wait a minute Dad”, I said to my father as he began a left turn into the Eldorado Ranch driveway off of US 395, less than a mile west of Standish, California. He was driving the family station wagon, a 1956 Ford Country Squire, with all seven of us aboard. He had been stopped, waiting [...]

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