I don’t know about you, but I missed our Fun Friday column due to Independence Day and no paper. I’m trying to make up for it here but nothing comes to mind.
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
Thank goodness June is over. My dad used to tell me about the Giants and their infamous June swoon that seemed to happen every few years. Well, it’s been a few, but it happened again this year.
How low can you go?” Looking at the dog, Racer, sniffing the dry grass in the front yard I was thinking of our water table, not “Limbo Rock” (1962) by Chubby Checker.
Or turning negativity to fun. What a pile of mail since my hospital stay. Thank you so much. Even to those below.
Wee! The people.
Tee time: Congrats to Lowell Stone, former country-western singer from Bakersfield. Singing and playing guitar he was good at, but making golf courses fun and playable is his forte.
School was finally out for summer. It was just before dawn and I stood on the cool tarmac, leaning on the lower wing of Dad’s crop duster biplane converted from a World War II Stearman trainer.