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Full of bologna (or boloney?)

Full of bologna (or boloney?)

Last month I embarked on a rather unusual journey: 1) It was a vacation – absolutely no hotel inspections were planned, and 2) it wasn’t an international trip for a change. Though I did travel to another world, for sure! Over the last two weeks, I blogged...
When Pigs Fly . . .

When Pigs Fly . . .

Road trips. I used to do them a lot when I first moved to California.  First in my little red Chevette, then in my Plymouth Sapporo and then in my white Acura Legend.  Not too often in my Audi TT.  Nowadays, most of my travels involve airplanes and passports.  I like...
WOW It All Began

WOW It All Began

  It happens less often than before, but it happened this week. Writer’s block. What do my avid readers want me to write about this week? I couldn’t decide.  So I asked my hubby, who suggested, “Why don’t you write about the story of The...
A Dead Dog & A Good-Looking Governor – A Swell Summer Road Trip

A Dead Dog & A Good-Looking Governor – A Swell Summer Road Trip

  Seventy-three years ago, Jennie, Agnes, Clara and Ann set off on a road trip… Clara kept a diary … Speedometer readings: Start of trip 3,794 miles; End of trip 8,111 miles. Total miles covered: 4,317. States covered: Indiana, Illinois, Iowa,...
Coming to California to See “Favorite Aunt Marilyn”!

Coming to California to See “Favorite Aunt Marilyn”!

  Never having had children of my own, it’s been a great pleasure to invite my nieces and nephews to come visit their Favorite Aunt Marilyn in California during their summer vacation. The deal is this: when they turn double-digits (10), they become eligible...
Fizzies & Fartless Baked Beans

Fizzies & Fartless Baked Beans

  Summertime.   1960s.   Saginaw.   It was a ritual of summer: Dad, up in the rafters of our garage on Glendale Street, rummaging for tent poles and stakes. Big brother Jim on a ladder, attaching Dad’s homemade wooden car-top carrier to the roof of the steel...