Remember Flight 93

In the midst of the remembrances and reflections on the tenth anniversary of 9-11, I will remember and honor the brave people of Flight 93. That flight, aimed for our nation’s capital, was crashed into a field in Shanksville, Pennsylvania. That place, and those Americans onboard, are our time’s Alamo. Remember Flight 93. They fought[…]

Splendid Summer Honors Tasha

Mary Matthews, the author of Splendid Summer, available on Kindle from Amazon.com, is honoring the memory of our dearly beloved Tasha with a donation to PAWS of Coronado. The $1000 donation was the award for having one of the best Tweets in the Petties. The Petties honor winning pet bloggers with awards of donations to the animal[…]

Remodeling the Website

I’ve been working the last few days on another major website remodel. This gets rather technical, so bear with me. When I did the redesign I’ll call the “misty blue lake” design, I built using ASP.NET, a programming language based on Windows servers. It’s also the language I use on the television station website, so[…]

Tasha

We lost our dear Tasha last night, age 16. She was our baby from the time we were first married. Abandoned at four-weeks-old, weighing only one pound, and deaf, it was we who were the luckiest people on earth to become her mama and papa. Christmas 2010 we finally did something I’d always wanted to[…]

Splendid Summer

Splendid Summer is a new website by an old friend, my college roommate Mary Matthews. She has a new book out, “Splendid Summer,” available on Kindle at Amazon.com. It’s a mystery tale set in 1920’s San Diego. I helped Mary out setting up her website and doing the graphics. My dear white fuzzy cat, Tasha,[…]

May 2, 2011

Flag flying over the Flight 93 Memorial site in Shanksville, PA And where is that band who so vauntingly swore, That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has wash’d out their foul footstep’s pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and[…]

Flowers on the Moon

Who ever imagined, who had ever thought, there would be a blue sky on the moon? Beyond, the landscape looked much like the previous plain, save for the bluish haze hanging low over it. If she looked directly up, through the clear roof of the car, the sky that appeared blue at an angle was darker, almost black, with stars still showing through. Mariah quit looking up.