The Book
When Hubby and I married, I was introduced to one of his family’s traditions. Every car must have The Book. The Book has every oil change, tire change, and —get this— every gas fill-up recorded in it. In the 1970s, The Book was widely produced and could be found in stationery stores or office supplies […]
Rejoicing at War’s End
Last week, I talked about the joy felt when wars ended (see https://cskjar.com/2019/02/i-sound-like-my-granddad/). I spent last week visiting my parents. By coincidence, my dad told me about his experience when World War II ended when he was 10. I think his story is a great addition to last week’s blog. Japan surrendered in August 1945, […]
I Sound Like My Granddad
I’m considered a senior citizen when it comes to discounts. That makes me double blessed: I’ve lived this long, and I get things a little cheaper. I look for blessings wherever I can find them. Some days I feel like I’ve lived too long. I was born during the days when everyone knew who they […]
It’s Super Bowl Day!
My September 2, 2018 blog (
Confrontational Situations
The recent incident in Washington DC where high-school students were mocking a Native American elder while he sang a prayer really ticked me off. As the wider explanation was offered, the reasons for the faceoff became clearer. Nevertheless, a lot of things were done wrong. At the root of it all was a lack of […]
It Rolls On
And the government shut-down drags on… I went through the shutdown in 2013 and loved it. Hubby and I were set financially, having saved several months salaries to get buy in case of emergency. We’d heard that piece of advice since we first started working in the 70s, to have enough in savings to cover […]
Our Poor National Parks
Common sense. When I was younger, I was told to use common sense when I faced problems. Although no one really defined it for me, I knew what it was. I knew what was dangerous and what was not, what was legal and what was not, what was logic and what was not, and what […]
Find Your Passion
When I was a senior in high school, I remember a conversation with a friend. She was tearful and distressed, saying we were about to go out into the world and she didn’t know who she was. What was she supposed to do with herself? I didn’t get it. I told her her name and […]