Nope, nobody could extend a warm welcome like good ol' Porter Wagoner.
Well, no.....somebody probably could, like Emily Post, or someone of that ilk.
Anyhoo, here's Porter.
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It was sticky hot yesterday, when I got home from work.....hot and humid.
Its been one of those kinds of summers, alright. The fans in the house were moving hot air around. Jacques Young the cat and Monae Young, his sister, were listless, and sprawled out on the floor trying to catch some relief.
I went outside about 7:00, clad only in a pair of old cargo shorts, and sat on the front stoop. I like the term stoop. It was used more when I was a kid, I think. I don't really…Continue
George was my dad. He passed in 2002, on May 30, so this will be the tenth Father's Day without him. I must say, the time has flown by.
George usually signed his first name in the abbreviated form, Geo. Thus, he was often refered to as Gee-oh by the family members, and mostly addressed as Pops, the same name he used to address his father. We boys also called him Dad on occasion.......he didn't seem to mind any of those names.
Pops was a pretty mild mannered guy, he mostly took…Continue
,,,,,Crosby, Stills, Nash and Svensson.
Well Brothers and Sisters, as you may or may not know, today is Neil Young's birthday. Ol' Shakey is now sixty-six!
What a storied career the guy has had....whether playing by himself, or with his numerous bands, or when he was in the mega-group, Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young.
Ah yes, Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young....what a supergroup that was.....four giant egos (OK, maybe only three and a half) coming together for a…Continue
My dad died in 2002, and I don't have any kids, so Fathers Day, other than as a time for some introspection, has diminished in value for me over the years.
Today, however, my mother, one of my brothers, and I had a unique experience....we had brunch with my nephew and his wife and their four month old daughter. The nephew and family live in the Chicago area, and were passing through our neck of the woods on their way home. We met up in the city to the south of us.
I lifted that title from from a song of the same name, from the late Warren Zevon's final album. The song really doesn't have much to do with this blog....its more of a teaser.
I felt compelled to jot down my thoughts on My Atlantis, my involvement with the site, and how it all impacted TBD/Ning.
When TBD closed up shop, about two years ago, TBD/Ning was provided to us, by Robin Wolaner, as I remember, as a "landing strip"....a place to sort things out and find our way on the…Continue
I take a bicycle ride out the the Grand Traverse Lighthouse quite often. Its located at the very tip of the Leelanau Peninsula, in the Leelanau State Park. The lighthouse is administered by a non profit group under a lease with the Sate of Michigan.
For reference, here's a picture that I've posted before. Its the entrance to my subdivision. The road heading toward the top of the picture is due north. That's…Continue
Needless to say, a few pops were consumed, and we regaled each other by telling and retelling the old tales. Heck, I've known…Continue
Well, here's a little number from Uncle Dave Macon called "Down the Old Plank Road". We aren't going down any plank road, but we will take a look a little used dirt road out here on "The Leelanau". I'm a big fan of Uncle Dave, and this is one of my cheap tricks to include music where it doesn't really belong.
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Aw, I'm just using a sensational headline for a teaser. Today we're gonna take a bike ride out to the Leelanau State Park, located in Leelanau Township, right at the tip of Leelanau Peninsula, which of course is part of Leelanau County. And its certainly part of "The Leelanau". Thats a lot of Leelanaus, huh? Its about two and a half miles from my house. Lets hit the road, then.
The road on the right goes into my subdivision.…Continue
Here we have it, ready to roll. Check out that big-ass water bottle! Its kind of hard to tell, but that bag under the seat used to be a rich shade of orange. The tops of the saddle bags are now pink, and were once a nice robust shade of red.
Look at that rust on the…Continue
Well, its been awhile since I've done a blog on "The Leelanau". Oh, there's been plenty to write about, but I just haven't been motivated.
Now, however, I think I'll share my upcoming (hopefully) adventures as "The Road Wearier, 1978". Nope, that's not a typo...I'm no kind of "Road Warrior". After I ride, I'm pretty weary. See, I dragged my old bicycle out of the crawl space, and took it down to a bicycle shop in the big city, and told 'em to fix 'er up. I want to start riding…Continue
Well, we're now three days in to the longest month of 'em all, out here on The Leelanau. Lots and lots of folks leave for the winter, especially those who write poems and books about how great it is to live here. March is really a nothing month. There's still a lot of snow on the ground, and still good chances of winterlike storms. Yet the sun is often out, and the temperatures can climb into the 30s and 40s.
By March, most of the touristy businesses in town have closed…Continue