Getting the Point

Mom had jus’ purchased six lugs of apples from the traveling fruits and vegetables salesman. They were neatly stacked up in what had been our garage, but renovated into a family rumpus room. Both Mom and Dad were gone to Eureka as it was a few weeks before Christmas. They left Adam and me alone … Continue reading Getting the Point



My junior year civic's class teacher was a Jules Legier.  One guy, two unusual names in a school full of Bob’s, Bill’s and Tom’s. One day Mr. Legier chastised the entire class for not being able to spell "Crescent City."  Evidently some of the students were having difficulty with the proper name of the town. He … Continue reading Hometown