[Phil’s grandfather Johnny Foard was the other friend we lost this week. He was nearly ninety, a fine country musician, fiddler, and former professional hunter. Phil is in South America but sent this eulogy–SB.] I’m sorry I’m not there. Selfishly, I’m sorry I’m not there. I’m sorry I can’t see the outpouring of respect for …
Month: November 2012
Two old (or old- fashioned) naturalists, and new photo series
Two old farts in the bar courtyard. John Wilson is an old style bug catching (or photographing) “stamp collector” naturalist like me, an Ohioan who retired from an Audubon sanctuary there to a remote homestead in the Mags– somebody I can talk bugs, birds, and taxonomy with! Luckily he likes beer too. I am starting …
James Trujillo, RIP
My friend James “Viejo” Trujillo died today after a long struggle with diabetes. I’ll have a proper bio and memorial later, and a few stories. Raise a glass… Update 8 November: his card. Normal service to resume after (still another) funeral… (A happy Viejo story, previously blogged but worth repeating…) … for a while almost …
“Wasn’t it a mighty storm?”
Our readers, perhaps sharing Matt’s resilient spirit as below, seem to have survived the storm. But despite my early thought that it was overhyped, it was a STORM; maybe not the Great Galveston Flood as in the song, but one to remember. Stuart Hancock’s photo below, from near NYC, reminds me of the two great …
Enjoying a Fine Recession
As Election Day approaches, one could be forgiven for thinking our country has never seen a harder time than now, nor faced a bigger threat than the wrong man being elected on Tuesday. This is a triumph of salesmanship. It is the power of vast stacks of cash that political speech can build a different world on top of the one we …