A Great Adventure, by Proxy
Quick, do you know what a skoolie is? I didn’t, either. Skoolies, for readers unfamiliar with them, are school buses that have been converted into motor homes. They are, according to a website about such things, “an example of upcycling at its best. Upcycling is the art of taking something that can…
April brings one mishap after another
Some months are just no good. Right from the start, with apologies to Murphy’s Law, everything that can go wrong does. That’s the way April has been at the Woodward residence. The month started, as readers of this column may remember, with a late-night visit to a veterinary clinic. We were dog-sitting Roux, our…
Make Late Gov. Phil Batt’s ‘Centennial Idaho’ the Official State Song of Idaho
Much has been written about former Gov. Phil Batt since his passing on March 4. He was praised as a human rights advocate, for his role in removing nuclear waste from Idaho, for his fairness, decency and much more. One of my favorite memories of him, however, is of his music. My…
Stocking Caps or Beanies? The Generational Language Barrier
I went shopping for a stocking cap the other day and found a language barrier instead. Not the language barrier you experience in a foreign country where don’t speak the language; the barrier I have in mind is the generational language barrier. Yes there is such a thing. The setting was the…
Adventures of a ‘One-armed Man’
I buttoned my shirt this morning for the first time in two weeks. Last week I drove for the first time, and I’m almost to the point that I can go up stairs without grasping the banister for dear life. Going down stairs is another matter. The event that led to…
Glitter – the New Pine Needles
Christmas at the Woodward household lasts until March. That, give or take, used to be when the last pine needle from the Christmas tree was swept or vacuumed up, officially ending the season for another year. The staying power of those pine needles defied belief. Those on the floor around the tree were…
A Day for Family, Peace, Good Will
Some of my most cherished memories are of the Christmases of my youth, spent with family in our home of many years on Lemp Street in Boise’s North End. Christmas was the best time of the year: decorating the tree with my mother and sister, Christmas music on the stereo, snow falling in the…
Tim’s Memoir Book Almost Sold Out
“Finding My Niche,” my memoir published a year ago, will soon be out of print. Signed copies are still available at Rediscovered Books, 180 N. Eighth Street in downtown Boise, and today I’m going to Barnes & Noble, 1301 N. Milwaukee, near Boise Towne Square Mall, to sign the last of their stock. If you’ve…
A Childhood Friend, Just Quietly Gone
One of my best childhood friends died almost a year ago. It’s a measure of how much we’d drifted apart that I didn’t find out until last week. There was, to the best of my knowledge, no obituary, no funeral service. He was just quietly gone. We met when we were four years…
Life With ‘The Naughtiest Dog Ever’
A lot of years have passed since my wife and I had a dog, but we feel like we have a dog. This is only natural, considering that a dog is more or less a live-in visitor at our house. The dog’s name is Roux. She belongs to our daughter who works long…
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