Category Archives: Life in the Shenandoah Valley

150th Anniversary of Gettysburg

I went. It’s only 75 miles or so away and the 150th of anything comes only once so how could any self-respecting self-proclaimed history buff miss it? Apparently not many, because there was a whole lot of people there, a … Continue reading

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The people you run into

So, just strolling around the Winchester City walking mall after buying a pair of water shoes so I can wade the Shenandoah in search of the wily brown trout, when I came across these guys: The Presidents of the United … Continue reading

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Satan indwells my chainsaw

Today was the first real day of Spring. A friggin’ month late, but finally here. So lovely, it was, that I attended a lacrosse game at Shenandoah University. The Hornets also knew it was spring because they played rather languidly, … Continue reading

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