By John Murphy Friday was Day whatever of the quarantine and the CalTrans Girl had the heat cranked to 70. I was starting to melt. When I protested, she pulled the “It’s my house” argument out of her holster. I hate that. So, I hopped in the Corolla and made a rare foray into theContinue reading “Giving blood”
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First assignment
Ex-newspaper guys and my old buds Dan Young and Ward Bushee at a recent reunion. By John Murphy Was thinking about it and it’s been just over 40 years since I started my first full-time job. That was as sports editor of the Watsonville Register Pajaronian in 1979. My very first assignment was toContinue reading “First assignment”
Muskrat love
That’s Hollywood, Florida by the way and there was never a Spam factory there, as the Cahoots funny paper reported. It’s all the imagination of Jeff Hansen, 70, a former Watsonville resident who moved to Florida several years ago after a colorful run on the Central Coast of Cali.
Rain, rain … stay a while
Usually when it does rain here, it’s huge. It warrants wall-to-wall coverage from Los Angeles news stations, like we should all be building an arc.
Summer camp
We ate in the cafeteria … lots of pasta and hamburgers and soft serve ice cream, all washed down by tumblers of soda. Calories weren’t a concern since everyone weighed like 70 pounds and we played sports all day!
Remembering Brian
By John Murphy The date was November 17, 2003. The late Brian Goff – my former colleague whose birthday was today – picked me up at my old house in San Bernardino. He was driving an SUV and our destination was Candlestick Park in San Francisco. My 49ers were playing Brian’s Pittsburgh Steelers on MondayContinue reading “Remembering Brian”
Thinking more, risking less
After a week of this “Shelter at Home” jazz, we decided to hop in the Corolla and head south on the 210. Destination Riverside.
Happy birthday, Phil Monaghan
Phil, or “Peppy” as he was sometimes called, was one of my first friends in grade school. He was always energetic and animated, a fun kid to be around.
Kezar adventure
The day of the game we put on warm coats and headed with Billy’s neighborhood pals for Kezar Stadium, the great wooden bowl in the Southeast Corner of Golden Gate Park.
St. Robert’s hijinks
As usual, the eighth grade boys were running amok, heaving dirt clods at each other, scaling fences and causing mayhem. It was all great fun, until our teacher, Sr. Rose Marie, decided to organize us.
