The Lens: A couple of years ago, my sons gave me a gift subscription to Ancestry.com. I wasn’t sure how much I would like it, but it was certainly an interesting gift. Once I got rolling on Ancestry, though, I…
Little Leagues and Big Leagues
The Lens: I am a huge San Francisco Giants fan. Growing up, it wasn’t Dad who was into sports. I don’t recall him ever showing any interest in professional sports. It was my mom who was the crazed sports fanatic.…
An Angel Among Us
The Lens: Last night, we went to see Marty Stuart and His Fabulous Superlatives at the Uptown Theater in Napa. My husband happened to check Marty’s website last week and saw he was in town. Marty was supposed to play…
I Didn’t Always Look Like This
The Lens: We are always looking for shows to watch. Years ago, before the invention of streaming television, we (by that, I mean people in general) would have favorite television shows. (I talked about this in “Remote Control.”) If we…
Children Are Not Adults
The Lens: If you have read previous posts, you know I don’t believe in the “good old days.” I believe every generation gets some things right and some things wrong. One of the things I think some of the current…
Age is a Matter of Perspective
The Lens: Timing is everything. The exact right time. The precise wrong time. This is a story about the precise wrong time. We had a yearly “Grandparents’ Day” at the school where I worked. The event consisted of classroom visits,…
Memorial Day
The Lens: Today is Memorial Day. Both of my parents are buried at the San Francisco National Cemetery-Presidio of San Francisco. An odd thing to say, but Dad happened to die at an opportune time. He died fairly young, actually…
How Do I Love Thee
The Lens: I’m in love with Elton John. I have had the last two nights at home to myself. I watched “Shrek” on Friday and “Super 8” on Saturday. A little on the pathetic side but I love those movies.…
Happy Birthday and Mother’s Day to Me
The Lens: The Double Whammy. My husband and I got married at the beginning of May. A few days later is my birthday. Add to that, Mother’s Day, and it is a whirlwind for my husband and sons. Every few…