My dad was as Irish as a glass of Jameson and was a second-generation San Franciscan.
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New baby, new job
Of becoming a dad, starting a new job and weaving my way through the Route 66 Rendevous in the midst of it.
Coaching kids
When it comes to youth hoops, it’s all about fundamental, sharing the ball, effort and fun.
Crazy day
I wound up on a three-hour tour with no sign of the Skipper, Gillian nor Mary Ann.
Perfect start
A full moon. Purple sky. Palm trees. Nice way to start the day.
Heading west
A western trek on the Orange Blossom Trail combined with my own wanderings revealed wonders, prompted memories.
840 East Citrus
Redlands High School, established in 1891, has a rich history and now I think we’re all ready for the next chapter.
When Joe D came to town
After his hitting streaks and his famous marriage and before he became Mr. Coffee, the great DiMaggio came to town.
Light show
Feeling restless on Thursday night I went for a late-night stroll in Highland and was treated to a spectacular light show.
Grillin’ time
Does it get much better than chicken, mussels and milk fish barbecuing? By John Murphy Somehow we went the first five months of the coronavirus pandemic without barbecuing. That was rectified Sunday when the CalTrans Girl and I got down with the Royal Oak wood chips in a serious way. We didn’t have a barbecueContinue reading “Grillin’ time”
