for Betty Lou Kibbe, nee Kidwell, 20 July, 1929 to 16 October, 2009 As I flew west towards Omaha with my wife on 15 October, my brother and I still had a mother. Only a little over a day later, we wouldn’t; in fact, within 5 hours of landing we’d lose all of her but […]
for Betty Lou Kibbe, nee Kidwell, 20 July, 1929 to 16 October, 2009 As I flew west towards Omaha with my wife on 15 October, my brother and I still had a mother. Only a little over a day later, we wouldn’t; in fact, within 5 hours of landing we’d lose all of her but […]
(For Jack Stewart Kibbe, 8 October 1929 – 5 June, 2009) This isn’t one of Michael’s pithy, one paragraph obits, sorry. And it seems almost cruel, I’ll grant, to wake the blog from its cryogenic sleep to post of yet another death, but my father was a longtime (though silent) fan. He died at 79 […]
(For Jack Stewart Kibbe, 8 October 1929 – 5 June, 2009) This isn’t one of Michael’s pithy, one paragraph obits, sorry. And it seems almost cruel, I’ll grant, to wake the blog from its cryogenic sleep to post of yet another death, but my father was a longtime (though silent) fan. He died at 79 […]
Lew’s photos from our night at the Acton Jazz Cafe. username: Mark password :Blofish
La Chica couldn’t fit all her stuff on the plane when she headed back to college after her semester in Mexico, so we were supposed to pack up a few last items.  And then I recalled her saying that she can’t get “good” chocolate on campus.  So I thought I’d stick some in the mailing tube with the posters. […]
 Last night our neighbors joined us for dinner. Mom was busy drinking Spanish wine leftover  from the previous night’s guest but here she is last March.
Dark rings, bright rings, bright limb of Saturn, the Pale Blue Dot — a planetary spectacular. – rakkity
But damn is she somethin’ — Kaki King — We just watched “August Rush”, whose contrived plot is almost as unbearable as the beauty of the undiluted love and music, which are transportive in places, however saccharine at times. The actors are all really musicians, save for the main character, who actually played his pieces though was overdubbed and had […]
Boulder’s Bumpers
I can’t manage this picture from in front of the photos as I’ll get either the reflection of the flash, even if I bounce it off the ceiling, or, if no flash, glare from the glass. I’m almost ready for one more column. Three new faces: Kristin, who helped us heave the second floor bedroom […]
Matthew, Kate, Daryl, Jerry, Peter, Goose, Â Hannah, Jen, Hilary, and Emma. This year we had eleven people for Christmas dinner. Â Jen cooked pork tenderloin which was delicious, Â and twice baked potatoes with lots of cheese and butter, but she was disappointed after all her efforts failed to produce “the centerpiece of the table.” Peter, the […]