The Family That Waterskis Together . . .

I’ve written before about the idyllic summers I spent as a teenager on Coeur d’Alene Lake. And I’ve written about waterskiing. I recently found some old pictures of those days—pictures of my father, mother, brother, and me all waterskiing. As I looked at these pictures, I remembered how each of […]

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ON HIATUS FOR JULY

I have been blogging regularly since early 2012. In over six years, I think I have only taken one short Christmas break. But this month I have too many obligations to post regularly. Therefore, I am putting the blog on hiatus until August. I am taking my own Independence Day […]

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The Lemon Juice Incident

I wrote a previous post about an unfortunate situation involving orange juice. There is an earlier incident in my marriage involving lemon juice. Forty years ago, in the summer of 1978, my husband and I both had clerkships (what law students call internships) in Los Angeles. We had been married […]

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The Summer of ’64: Pacific Grove

I’ve mentioned spending summers with my grandparents in Pacific Grove, California. It seemed like I spent several idyllic summers there, but there really weren’t that many. Only twice did my brother and I spend long vacations with our grandparents. In 1963 we spent a month there, but our mother was […]

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Fighting Fires: Now and Then

Many of the forest fires raging in the West this summer are not far from places I know—outside of Twisp and Omak and Okanogan near Lake Chelan in Washington State; Clark Fork near Lake Pend d’Oreille in the Idaho Panhandle; and other fires in Oregon. I remember fires from lightning […]

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Distraction: Magnolia Blossoms in July

For the past week or two, the magnolia tree in our front yard has been blooming again. Not as many blossoms as in the spring, and not as noticeable because the leaves are fully formed. But still a treat. I don’t know what has caused the profusion of blooms. Is […]

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A Picture I Wish I Had: Licorice Ice Cream

A high-school friend of mine had only one older sister and didn’t understand the pains that younger siblings could be. She seemed to like being around my little sister and brother. In the summer of 1972, my friend drove over to my house. She decided we should take my younger […]

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