Yong Gon is long gone.
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
This is a little late considering it was last Thursday, besides, isn’t it way too early to start taking this stuff seriously?
I’ve been thinking about my days of camping in the desert wilderness of the Northern Mojave, Mojave National Preserve (between I-15 and I-40) and Joshua Tree National Park.
This scribe and his gal were saddened to hear of the loss of two friends last week. The good Rev. Merrill Richardson, and the wonderful waiter at the Vineyard, Mark Martinez, went to a better place.
“The Lion Sleeps Tonight” (The Tokens 1961), but in the case of Cecil, it is “The Lion Sleeps Forever.” The beloved black-maned lion, was lured out of Hwange National Park in Zimbabwe by Minnesota dentist Wa
You go Oswaldo. “The world’s toughest foot race” began yesterday in the hottest, driest, lowest place in the world. The Badwater 135 began at Badwater (of course) in Death Valley.
Please, quit asking me already. I don’t know whom I’m going to vote for president. Despite what you think, it is not automatically a Democrat. I voted for Reagan, and recently Frank Bigelow.