Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

Home where Danny was born and raised

This is a continuation of a previously published story that I wrote in 2012.  Please read The Summer of ’66 before reading this story; otherwise, it won’t make much sense.  Thanks! ~ Hugs, Danny The road to Tobacco Road had sidewalks, but there were none on Vittoria Road – or at least, none on the… Continue reading Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

A Very Happy Thanksgiving Day

Before I begin my Thanksgiving Day story, I want to announce a very special friend’s 81st birthday today. It’s ironic that my buddy Norm Colon (the southern Norm), gets to celebrate three special occasions today – because he lives in the USA and they celebrate Columbus Day.  Their Thanksgiving Day isn’t until next month. So,… Continue reading A Very Happy Thanksgiving Day

A Short Straw

Danny (1976) at the cottage

This morning, I was running errands around town.  And at each store, when approaching the cashier, I offered the following comment: Looks like you pulled the short straw! And each time I mentioned it, I got a puzzled look in reply. It was as though the cashiers (male and female) didn’t understand what I meant.… Continue reading A Short Straw

A New Look

I shaved off my mustache about a month ago, and my new look depressed me. I mean, how pathetic can a grown man get – worrying about how he looks without a mustache?  But when you’ve had a ‘stache for fifty years, it’s difficult to accept a new look.  And in the actor’s world –… Continue reading A New Look

The Lost Mustache Walk

It’s been a week since I lost my mustache and I’m not sure if I’ll ever find it again.  It’s only happened twice before in the last fifty-two years.  But I feel naked without it and haven’t had the nerve to venture out in public.  I mean, who likes to be embarrassed? Last Monday, I… Continue reading The Lost Mustache Walk

A Vanilla Leaf

Danny, Darlene, and Mary Photo by Beverly

A few weeks ago, I was walking with one of my Meetup groups at the Campbell Valley Regional Park in Langley, and I noticed that one of the ladies was holding two large leaves in her hand.  I asked her about the leaves, and she told me that they were known as ‘Vanilla Leaf.’ “This… Continue reading A Vanilla Leaf

What’s In A Name?

Best Friends Forever!

Connie MacLean and I had been friends for a couple of years before I learned one of her best-kept secrets. But I would never share her secret with anyone because I, too, had a similar secret. And when you’re forced to share your secret with another person – it is natural to want to know… Continue reading What’s In A Name?

A Treesome

There is usually a lot of thought that goes into a victory speech but the only thing that I could think of to say at the time was, ‘I’m so excited, I just peed myself!’  Let me explain. Last year, I went for my first walk in LaConner, WA, with the NW Tulip Trekkers Walking… Continue reading A Treesome

Shoebox Treasures, SouthPaws, Bypass Surgery, and YoYo’s

It was Friday morning, and I had just pulled into Woods Coffee in Bellingham to get a coffee for the drive to Anacortes.  The clerk who took my order noticed my necklace and said that she’d never seen a necklace made from tiny seashells before. “I recently found it in an old shoe box I… Continue reading Shoebox Treasures, SouthPaws, Bypass Surgery, and YoYo’s

A Wet Kiss

My birthday lunch (2018)

This morning, I awoke to a tongue licking my face and it made me smile. If you’ve never experienced a wet, wake-up kiss before – I recommend that you get a dog. Cats are okay but they’re ‘wired’ differently than dogs, and they would rather ignore you. And today, Holly let me sleep until 5:00… Continue reading A Wet Kiss