In San Juan Capistrano, it’s the swallows. In Hinckley, it’s the buzzards. And in South West DC, it’s the tourists at the Bureau of Engraving and Printing.
Category: Life in the 50s
Learning to Listen to the Answers to How and Why and What
A Monday in mid-May, 1976. I walked into the Mobridge Tribune, considered the best weekly in South Dakota, to begin what was at the time considered the best combination
In Praise of Facebook/Only Connect
I finally saw “The Social Network” last weekend, and it creeped me out. I’ve got my own Facebook page–mainly music memories and exchanges with extended family and friends–as well as a page for my writing side. I won’t
Loving DC for the Second Generation
My mother, Gloria Mary Smith Rigney, died twenty-one years ago today at the age of sixty-three. She was alone at her house in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, when she had a heart attack, her second. My sisters, brother, and my