Dear Felicia

Before we git onto the pre-Christmas gift list to the politicos around town. Cobina has to correct something. Last week, yores truly said one Andrea Tallamelli was chairman o’ the Bored of Ed. It is, in fact, Cebi Waterfield. Cobina made a mistake in … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

It look as if we’re gonna have a bit o’ the white stuff on the ground by the time yew git this missive, honey bunch. Whilst we’ve had two big days o’ rain – someone said about two inches were expected – it looks like it’s gonna git cold quick and … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Thanksgiving is over for another year, and now we move onto the Christmas season. No, not holiday season, Felicia Navalance: Christmas. Season. We don’t say Happy Holidays for any other season, and we shouldn’t do it here. If people feel like … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Here we are in the last week o’ November, and all thoughts are starting to turn toward the big holidays, with Thanksgiving being the beginnin’ in some ways. Here at the papyrus, we’ve noticed that the usual hullaballoo around the political scene has … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

We are one week to Thanksgiving, honeybunch, this time next week, the Mystick Maidens of the Marsh will be convening under the direction of Tina Peckingham at the Cove River area to celebrate the day with everyone else in the berg. Mama had it right, … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

The month is rolling and we’re gettin’ closer to Turkey Day. That is exhibited by the fack that Sammy Bluejay was flutterin’ about the Green t’other afternoon and the angels and toy soldiers are out and the preparations for the annual tree-lighting … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well sweets, by the time yew git this missive, the Election of 2019 will be in the books. As I scribe this week’s installment of this almost-50-year communication we’ve had with one another, I am struck by the fack that things in the berg are perty … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia