Dear Felicia

Here it is, sweetie pie, the weekend of the Savin Rock Festival. As I told yew last week, it’s hard to believe this is number 36. Cobina remembers it as if it were yesterday. Tempus really does fugit, don’t it. What I didn’t tell yew, is that, once … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

The summer is trooping along, honey bunch. A certain acquaintance let Cobina know that in other parts o’ the country school is starting at the end of the month, particularly down south. And a sure sign that summer is heading into the Dog Days is the … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well honeybunch, here we are getting to the middle o’ July already. It’s gonna be no time before we start seeing leaves turn and our thoughts will be of snow, cold and heating bills. It’s amazing how fast – even more at our age – the summer seems to … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

By the time yew git this missive, honey bunch, the Fourth of July holiday will be over, but yew can bet yore bottom dollar the fireworks displays, and the rockets’ red glare are gonna continue at least through the rest of the week. In the past in … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well honeybunch, things are getting back to normal in this office after our esteemed editor (I hafta call him that) got back from St. Paul in the State of Minnesota. What a difference. Weather out there was in the 60s and mid-70s on the woist day, … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well honeybunch, summer officially came our way sometime the day before yew git this missive, and our esteemed editor is working hard at a music conference in St. Paul, MN. Things are in the summer mood. The kiddies at West Haven High School had … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

The middle of the month, honeychile, and wasn’t it nice o’ Mother Nature to finally decide summer should be here and get rid o’ that April-like weather we’ve had fer sooooo long. Nope. I ain’t gonna succumb to the temptation to complain about having … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia