Sunday, May 20, 2012. Up to then, it had been just another day on the job. Miguel Hernandez was employed by the recreation department of Sun Valley, one of the fifty or so brown-skins whose job it was to maintain the five golf courses in this Arizona retirement community. 8220;I will take care of it, Juan. Ah ha, Miguel thought, another of that rare bird, the American crotch.

Sunday, May 20, 2012. 8220;Well, yes and no.

Was It Magic or Only Sleight of Hand? I was teaching a creative writing class in 1976 and my students were to write a short story. I decided if they had to do it, I should also. It was fiction, but pretty close to fact.

Saturday, May 19, 2012. Another story based on something that happened to Rosalie and me. Some, like me, find this story really funny.

Saturday, May 19, 2012. Another stupid thing I did. This actually happened to me when I was in Korea, nearly dying by drowning instead of a more romantic death in combat. And once in the spring of 1953, he and seven platoon buddies climbed down canyon walls to a river flowing freshly after heavy spring rains. They were not supposed to be there. Colonel Johnson had issued very specific orders against swimming in Korean rivers, especially in the spring.