It is 50 years ago. My sister and I sit on the Coca-Cola ice water chest in front of the Atlantic Richfield service station watching the cars emerge from the heat shimmers off the highway, then disappear into them again. It is about 100 degrees and really dry. Occasionally we have to get off … More Summers in Idaho
Friday was I am northbound and saw some kind of road side warning there had been a crash at I-405 warning of a 4 mile back up. Long ago I stopped waiting out the ads on AM radio and all the other noise for the traffic report so I took this at face value and headed … More The Sting
Summers in London seem to always feature that gritty diesel smell and taste in the mouth that is just more pronounced there than any other large European city. Forgetting the taste for a moment and checking my watch, I folded the copy of the Financial Times I had been reading, checked my watch again and … More Bond, James Bond
It being the holidays and my daughter having flown home I loaned her my Subaru and borrowed the older of two buicks my parents drive. Driving the 2000 Park Avenue is a little like piloting the aircraft carrier in Everett’s harbor, and as such we began calling it the USS Nimitz. There comes a time … More My Dad’s Buick
My sister is a prosecutor. When she is in trial against a criminal defense lawyer who believes so much in his clients cause that he or she cannot see the flaws in the case, she labels them a “true believer”. I was a true believer of Armstrong. We already had one genuine hero, Neil Armstrong. … More In Search Of Heros in a Post – Armstrong Era
For years I have been publishing Lawyers Road Review for the Snohomish County Bar News in Washington State. There is a creative bent that I just can’t get out of my system, and like a long road trip, has benefits and scenes you do not expect on the way. So fasten your safety belt, engage the cupholders, and be … More The Road is Long
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