And then there was light. Albeit a little dim, but still pretty groovy after 50 years.
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
But first, this seems not very Christian-like.
This scribe can only hope none of his descendants are around.
I must admit I got a chuckle out of a Red Line caller’s message this week.
We made it through Labor Day without another Cyrus sizzle.