Category Archives: Commentary

All this research about Sarah Bernhardt has lead me to rediscover what is called the Belle Epoch, or Beautiful Age. We recently used the label Beautiful People on some of the standouts of the 60s and 70s. Apparently we have … Continue reading →

Several weeks ago, I watched a YouTube fishing video where the User’s I.D. happened to be Brats&Mustard. The video was all about fishing, but as I watched the video, I just kept thinking about Brats&Mustard — was it only because … Continue reading →

In addition to the different vowel, there is a world of difference. While they are technically contemporaries, Edouard Manet is eight years older, and painted in an entirely different style. Manet is a modernist/romantic painter, and Claude Monet is the … Continue reading →

The Wedding I’ve taken my time to ponder this last event, partly because of circumstances, mostly because of jumbled thoughts. The next day, after the wedding, there was a picnic luncheon, very informal. Someone asked me what my thoughts were… … Continue reading →

Okay, minus the three years that I was in the army. Why is this significant? Possibly it is just as ridiculous as the fad of long pointed shoes in European royal courts. It got so bad that strings were attached … Continue reading →

George Eskridge, was a good man, it can be said that he always looked on the bright side of things. When he was just ten years old in Wales, he was kidnapped, and shipped off to a foreign country. His … Continue reading →

We have arrived at our rental home in the Finger Lakes in upper New York State. It was many hours in a cramped airplane, and almost as many hours in a small rental car, driving up from JFK airport. We … Continue reading →

You take the time to venture into new lands, you cross two or three rivers, maybe a mountain range or two. You travel light, make no noise, you leave no trace. In some ways you would be labeled “a spy”. … Continue reading →

I live in earthquake country, but I don’t have a lot of earthquake stories. Maybe that’s a good thing. Nothing gory, or heartbreaking. Just a lot of dish rattling, and a few pictures bouncing off the walls. The television always … Continue reading →