David Anderson

The quote is from Louis L’Amour’s “The Walking Drum.” ‘I have heard of your family name,’ the burly, red-haired ruffian shackled to the oar next to this newest galley slave said, “but what of you?’ From the “enthralling lands of the 12 century”, to July 2, 1863, to today, it’s a good question. “What of […]

There they stand. Nonchalant. Implacable. Disreputable. And they could care-the-heck less. Symptomatic of our times. The final four, as laid down a couple three-thousand years ago: “Wickedness, contempt, dishonor and disgrace.” It’s how it all goes down. Always does. In that order. Choose your villain. They are all the same. Desperadoes of deceit. Compadres in […]

There was no food, but they were fed up. Fed-Ex: Food-nada. A horrible famine had been brought about in a besieged city. Faced with the desperateness of their situation, hanging by a food-famished thread, the four – forlorn, forgotten and forsaken-by-society – made a risky decision. And therein lay the mechanism that put in motion […]

And, while you’re at it, toss the Virgin Mary, demolish stain glass windows of their friends, and rampage, rip, and similarly destroy murals. Simply because the images of the religious figures depicted are white. Here, according to Wikipedia, is what activist, writer and supporter of the Black Lives Movement, Shaun King, said June 22, 2020 […]

We celebrate births and birthdays, weddings and anniversaries, ribbon-cuttings and building dedications. And graduations. What do they all have in common? Not so much what The Day itself means but for what brought it about. The Day is a marker, a memorial, a reason to recall the rigors that make the day possible. And what […]

I checked my watch to see if it was indeed time to wake up. I hoped it wasn’t, but light streaming through the window said otherwise. My watch, however, as to informing me of anything that was its job to do, had gone totally bonkers. Date and time were intermittently flashing, with both having returned […]

A couple friends went on a hunting trip out-of-state, arranging to meet another of their friends who, in turn, would secure the primitive area camp site none of whom had ever been to. Being a good distance, it was not until quite late that the supposed turn onto the somewhat obscure road began. Since cell […]

My wife and I were celebrating our 43rd anniversary – now five years ago – and had spent a delightful day at Pacific Beach on the Washington Coast where we built not one but two sea creatures; floated a drift-wood sailboat – complete with seagull feathers for spinnaker and main – down the stream emptying […]

In the midst of the chaos, there can be, within the community, an opportunity. Change pace to place and you begin to understand. It’s the message by Simon and Garfunkel in “The 59th Street Bridge Song” expressed in the opening verse: “Slow down, you move too fast”. It might be your garden. Or building a […]