2013: My Walking Farewell to the Old Bay Bridge

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It’s hard to remember how the east span of the Old Bay Bridge used to look when we drove west on it, towards Yerba Buena and Treasure Islands and then on to San Francisco.  I do remember the wide [Read More…]

2013: My Walking Farewell to the Old Bay Bridge2022-08-03T00:04:29+00:00

The Royal Rescue

Someone grabbed my ankles.  Someone wearing thick, heavy leather gloves was holding my feet so I couldn’t move, so my talons couldn’t cut away the hands.  Someone was holding my wings so I couldn’t fly.

Well, this wasn’t going to fly!  I am a royal bird, king of my lagoon, master [Read More…]

The Royal Rescue2022-11-19T00:51:22+00:00
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