Finally, school was out. It was mid-June, and I would be a big senior at Madera High when classes started again. It was time for summer fun.
Mostly excerpts of columnists published in The Madera Tribune.
“Is it a small thing thou hast brought us up out of the land that flowereth with milk and honey.”
— Numbers 16:13
There was almost a killing. There could have been a duel.
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)
As a parent, a somewhat young one, I frequently worry about my parenting skills.