Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek     Troy, You Outlive Your Literary Demise   Harking back to college days and the tiny speaking role in a play took on an extra burden for this dream-inspired chronicle.  It might not have emerged if the Footloose...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek     Bird Watching Fail     A story without a purpose, a story without a photo, a story devoid of observations—is not much of a story at all.  If the readers of these Chronicles of a Footloose Forester...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek     Adventures in Surveying   Another dream, another chronicle about disparate events in the past that somehow got stitched together in the dream itself.  This chronicle combines a bit of forestry field work, a bit of practical applications...

We left Southern California. I believe, in the car, was my father, my mother, my uncle, Larry, myself. It might have been another brother or sister. Anyway, the car was full. We had everything in the trunk, as well. And, the funeral was going to be in Roosevelt, Utah, where he...

On the road…again!!! Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek    On Testing Mental Acuity   FreeCell solitaire Game #48995 played and won in 2:04 minutes and 84 moves sets a high bar for recognizing and executing the moves it takes to win.  The Footloose Forester...

On the road…again!!! Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek    Photoshopped Deep Fake Photos and Fake News Get Married Not that anyone cares, but certain “news” feeds on the Internet continue to mislead readers with clickbait gambits to lure them into informational stories that have...

A Vision From Heaven ***   ­No Body, No Wings   The Vision Couldn’t Be Seen by Eye   But Through My Humbled Mind   A Beautiful Spirit of Color   That Floated Tirelessly, From Here to There   From its Bottom, Stars Sparkled   And Bright Lights Shone Through  ...

On the road…again! Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Hectarage   The stimulus to attempt another chronicle of the Essays variety owes its impetus to both a previous posting on social media and to a dream about that posting.  Hectarage , as the purported...

On the road…again!!! Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Don’t Confuse Me With Facts…My Mind Is Made Up     Very often the stimulus to pen a chronicle is based on a recent event that opened up old wounds.  The most recent stimulus had...

On the road…again!!! Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Why Are The Birds Sending Me Signs?   They swoop in when they decide to congregate, they pick at their feasts in front of your eyes, and they stay until their leaders tell them to...

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I saw this hike in the L.A. Times and wanted to go, so Omid and I planned a day to get down there. The hike was pretty easy but for the big stones on the beach, but we had a great day. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SS_Dominator That is our trail right over there. We...

After hiking to Mount Baden Powell, we saw that the parking lot was shared by this hike. So we planned to come back and hike down instead of up. This was a rather short but exciting hike. Someone broke out one of the bars at the entrance of the mine and...

Hypotheses:  The convergence of two influential political dynasties, the Bush family and the Kennedy assassination, presents a captivating narrative that intertwines power, conspiracy, and historical intrigue. This examination delves into the intricate connections and events that suggest a possible involvement of the Bush family in the assassination of President John F....

The Ruby connection: Ruby was at the jail house, and was also reportedly seen at the hospital and Daley Plaza, some say he was a lead in the operation. Yet, when the mob called upon him to be the ONLY one to give up his life for the cause and kill Oswald,...

I was 10 years old when President Kennedy was assassinated. I made a lonely walk home from school, sad and confused by what had happened. It has been 50 years since then and we still don't know what happened in Dealey Plaza. Not believing that one lone man could be responsible for such a...

WWII warriors were the greatest generation, who then spoiled the Baby Boomers, who then gave participation trophies to their kids. If the Millennials had to worry about real world problems, they wouldn't have time to contemplate removing their genitals.

* You will have to pry my free stuff from my cold dead hands! * Everyone knows we need to cut spending, just not MY SPENDING, and raise taxes, just not MY TAXES!

In the most private spaces of each person's inner conscious life, a deep dissatisfaction is lurking, a nagging sense that life is somehow out of kilter, misaligned, not quite as it should be.     No matter how rich or secure or successful a person may be, a fundamental dissatisfaction still...