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My Favorite Color is Autumn.
My buddy Jon sent me a picture today from the mountains. Jon is a great pal who I have come to know over the past 23 years. We are not, on the surface, a likely connection. Jon is a blue collar Viet Nam vet who built nuclear warheads for the DOD. I’m the first “preacher… Continue reading
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1960
Sixty years ago I had just entered the 6th grade. I was 11, Mr. Allen was my teacher and I remember it was a year of many new awarenesses. With the help of Google I will share a few highlights of a lynchpin year. January 2– John Kennedy announces his candidacy for the Democratic presidential… Continue reading
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Mr. Wishing Went Fishing
Every Sunday around four o’clock I have a date with a now almost 16 month old. Her name is Sofia. On Thanksgiving day of 2018, MK and I were walking out of a typical family gathering on a perfect November afternoon. The scene was familiar, 20 people gathered in a driveway all saying goodbye after… Continue reading
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Swimming
I can never remember a time when I couldn’t swim. I do remember during a “polio epidemic” in the early 1950’s my parents saying “we can’t do swimming because of polio”. Then came the vaccine and standing in line at Ben Franklin Elementary with 100’s of folk to get our shots. We were members of… Continue reading
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Uncle Paul “PO”
My dad Bill and his brother Paul, were 12 and 8 when their parents told them they were putting them on a train to Greeley, Colorado. Their parents were native Coloradoans who had gone to Bellingham, Washington to start a business. In 1932 they lost everything and had to send their boys to live with… Continue reading
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33 Years
On August 1st I celebrated 33 years in recovery. It’s always a challenge to talk about alcoholism, particularly my own 24 years of alcoholic drinking, and its consequences. AA is clear that anonymity is a personal choice. I debated as to whether I should tell this bit of “my story”. Hey, it’s my blog and… Continue reading
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Miko
This week I had the privilege of spending four days in Avon, CO (Eagle River Valley) with my grandson Miko. He turned 20 this week. He was born smack in the middle of 2000. We talked about being 20. “20 is age Purgatory, you are too old to be a teen, and too young to… Continue reading
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1532 Alexander Circle
In 1955 my parents got a VA loan to buy a brand new home in ‘Belmont’. This was the first planned development in Pueblo, Colorado to provide housing for the influx of the Greatest Generation couples that were fueling the BABY BOOM. I have very distinct memories of trips to the lot that was staked… Continue reading
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DiSanti Farms
For 55 years 1532 Alexander Circle was the “hub of the wheel” for ‘coming home’ and experiencing a sense of connection. We sold the family home 15 years ago, and I had a need to find new anchoring points. I have moved over 23 times since I headed off to college in 1967. I have… Continue reading
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Pagosa Springs
In 1953 my grandparents Paul and Opal, took a four year old Me on a very memorable road trip. They came down from Colorado Springs to pick me up on a tour through Colorado. The first stop was at a town I vividly remember by its smell, Pagosa Springs. The natural mineral hot springs put… Continue reading
Lyfting Me Up 