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During my mom’s recent visit from out of state, we went out shopping. When it came time to pay, the shop’s card reader wouldn’t take her card. We were going to return the merchandise when the shop owner said, “Just mail me a check when you get home.” My mom was blown away! Mike Austin…
On Monday night, Oct. 8, five local women were in the Courtyard Gallery. Four were early arrivals for the Idyllwild Reading Group’s monthly discussion and the other was an artist hanging her work. The conversation drifted back to the book we had discussed the previous month, “The Dove Keepers” by Alice Hoffman. This historical novel…
“I’ll have a cheeseburger with fruit,” I said, without so much as a glance at the menu. “Did you want everything on it?” our waitress asked. “Yes, but I don’t want any of that salad dressing on the bun,” I said, looking her straight in the eye. “No…salad…dressing…on… the… bun,” she repeated while making a…
It’s a small garage, but still, it’s a place where the family car could be tucked away, out of the snow and rain. But, problem was that it was filled with other possessions, thus leaving no room for the car. So, given the latest weather forecast, the owner decided it was time to move all…
Lasca Terhorst (who is a beautiful 93) and I went to lunch last Wednesday at the Gastrognome. We had a lovely lunch by the fire. When we were finished, our waitress asked, “Did you see those two Marines sitting in the back?” I looked but they had already gone. She then said, “They picked up…
About a week ago, I parked my car and walked a mile or so with my dogs to the end of Marion Ridge Drive and into the very large field below it. I didn’t realize until I returned to my car that I had lost my keys. Over the next week, I retraced my steps…