The return to work had everyone in town sort of dazed. I got a call from the 14th Street Bridge by a former colleague who felt she was spending the better part of the day looking at brake-lights. The pool gate remained stoically locked. The temperature hovered in the mid-nineties with comparable humidity. In short, […]

We were seated at Jim and Mary’s place. Willow was closed, of course, in honor of the Labor Day Holiday and the thirty-thousand dollar repair to the dishwasher in the kitchen, which Tracy hopes will be complete and back in operation by later today. I hope so, too. We agreed that it is getting on […]

As you know, we have been wrestling here at The Daily with the prospect of the coming savage winter. As we turn to the month of September, and my favorite season here in Virginia, it is time to start adapting. Consider making drinks with whiskey rather than clear liquids. Travel to some of the fine […]

(The Fire Chief’s Class A Fleetwood Excursion Motorhome in his usual position in the parking lot adjoining Capital One Field at Byrd Stadium yesterday). We were tailgating at Byrd Stadium in College Park yesterday. People were throwing footballs and getting in the mood for a three-thirty kick off. The smell of grilling hung in the […]

I have been thinking about used trucks with an eye toward their unique capabilities, and one thing led to another as it always does. Here is something that directly impacts the relevant seasonal equation as we prepare to put away our straw hats, seersucker suits and white shoes, courtesy of the Old Farmer’s Almanac: I […]

(1990 Ford F-250 Gas powered pick up truck.) I have been feeling a little inverted of late- or maybe not inverted, per se, not that there is anything wrong with it, but maybe “sidewise.” The working thing is losing its appeal. I am not going to the office any more- and the long road trip […]

(My cousin James Burr flew this model B-47 for the Strategic Air Command. He was the youngest Command Pilot in SAC and was killed flying one in the line of duty. Under the imposing nose is a Spirit (right) and a Javelin. All photos Socotra). The Panzer worked flawlessly across a couple thousand miles. It […]

(Ohio Turnpike Bridge over the Cuyahoga River. It was reportedly not on fire when Vic passed by in the Panzer). Many do not care, nor should they. However, for those few who have expressed concern that the Panzer may have plunged into the turbulent Cuyahoga River, or the placid Monongahela, he asked me to pass […]

(Two magnificent machines at the Grissom Air Museum. Photo Socotra.) I don’t like clowns. It is a professional thing. You know where I live, and that will have to suffice. But I was curious that the Circus City Best Western Motel was named that- which leads to a short tale of a visit to the […]

(The Bridge on- no kidding, Arlington Blvd in Newton Falls, Ohio.) I woke in Newton Falls, OH, having run out of airspeed and good ideas around five-thirty last night on the Ohio Turnpike. I always feel better with the Keystone State behind me. Sam’s Pizza “A tradition since 1958!” provided the grub for dinner- delivery, […]