Monthly Archives: October 2013

Remember the first time you went fishing?  For most if not all of us that’s like asking where we were when the first moon landing, when 2001 struck, and for those of us whose wrinkles verify the credentials of humanity, … Continue reading →

Ever want to be a fishing guide?  I did.  Which was before I knew how complicated it was, how much you needed to know, the attitude factor [never scream at your clients], know where to obtain the best herring, the … Continue reading →

The fabulous fishing/catching day last Wednesday with my valued friend, Zorba, triggered two salmon events that have been parentheses on the best and the worst of times. Let me start with the worst.  At least to a 7 year old.  … Continue reading →

May the pulse of fishing never stop.  Ever. The news was not of great cheer.  The guide, to the world he’s Chris Vertopoulos and to me, Zorba, indicated the last two weeks were not impressive.  That’s his version of fishing … Continue reading →

What’s the worst thing that’s ever happened to you?  When I ask the mirror that question, I respond, “Do I only have one to mention?” You’re there also.  More than likely.  Make that definitely.  Numerous times, a word, a no-response, … Continue reading →

One of the joys of blogging and e-mail is what I receive from friends and colleagues.  Tonight Marilyn Gregory, parishioner at First Christian Church in San Marcos, Texas, where I had served for a year as their Interim Minister, sent … Continue reading →

Do you remember?  Do you remember the last time you applauded?  The last time you laughed from the bottom of your stomach?  Do you remember the last coin you gave and goodness poured forth? John Koenig, a friend with many … Continue reading →

As I’ve described one of my characters, linking it to a theory, taken from a novel by Peter Devries, down deep he is shallow. The what this is about? references that my opinion about whiny people is too narrow and … Continue reading →

Dictionary.com provides it better than I, shorter and clearer:  relative worth, merit or importance. Am sure you realize the word defined….values. Received a lovely note this morning from a buddy who “accused” me of being a Vitamin F, for friend.  … Continue reading →

The name of the pitcher isn’t important.  What’s important is the sequence.  Supporting a theory that the best part of losing is winning. Let me explain.  My sophomore year in college—we were in a league that played the top California … Continue reading →