Doctor of popology


Last Saturday night, my three-year-old granddaughter asked for

Auf wiedersehen, my Germany-bound son


His hand shook slightly as I handed him his suitcase for his early morning flight last week. I think it finally hit him — he was going to be in another country for almost an entire year.

Bear Mountain granite quarry


Nothing lasts forever, but a few things come mighty close. Tupperware comes to mind. A really bad movie. A cricket match. Road construction on I-10 between Boerne and San Antonio.