February 9th, 2026 Birthdays. They seem to come faster now. I retired in 2022 and now here I am at 70. I feel officially old. I am fortunate, as I don’t have any physical ailments that make me feel that old. There are things I can no longer do, but they aren’t that noticeable, asContinue reading “Seventy”
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Indian Bread Rocks
April 6th, 2025 On the way to a BLM dispersed camp area known as Indian Bread Rocks, I first passed through Tucson. I stopped there to tour the Pima Air and Space Museum. The grounds there are a mixture of outdoor as well as indoor hangar displays. I walked for 1 1/2 miles, being ableContinue reading “Indian Bread Rocks”
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