There s a cowboy in Saratoga County with a big heart, well-stocked bar and a secret. In his basement lies the most elaborate karaoke setup this side of Memphis.
As we kick off a new, and hopefully better year than the last, I sit in the half light of my study in front of a dusty computer wondering what these past 48 years have taught me.
Not exactly in the holiday spirit? I know how you feel. It’s tough sometimes to jumpstart your heart and thaw the ice that seeps into our lives like water on cracked pavement.
It’s time to get outside and get busy in the yard, and that worries me. Yard work and I go together like ice cream and gravy. Every year, without fail, something goes wrong in the yard that leads to sleepless nights, physical pain and endless trips to the hardware store.
The theme of the magazine this month is ‘Parenting’. Having three fabulous children, I can tell you it is, without a doubt, the most rewarding job on the planet.
Home improvement – I wouldn’t have made a very good caveman. Back then if there was a problem, like say a leaky cave or a hole in the wall caused by a hungry T-Rex, you couldn’t just dial up the local repair guy and have him buzz over in his Flintstone’s-mobile to fix it.
I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions. I mean, if you really want to make a change you don’t need a date on a calendar to do it.