July 30, 2013 — Whiskey, they say, is for drinking and water is for fighting, and that famous old anonymous adage couldn’t possibly be any truer than it is right here in Lassen County today.
A few years ago the Honey Lake Valley Resource Conservation District assumed responsibility for the water master service — essentially managing the surface water resources of Lassen County — and the rhetoric and discord have continued to build in intensity and ferocity ever since. When the California Department of Water Resources transferred the responsibility to the district, it was hoped local control of the water distribution system would lead to better management of the resource.
July 30, 2013 — Sometimes our world feels small — we see so much beyond our borders and long to move the perimeters of life.
Yet we do not have to live small regardless of our income, our education, the size of our family or the areas in which we are gifted. Learning expands our borders.
There are many ways to learn something new. We can thoughtfully consider a topic of interest and pursue it through books, formal lectures, lessons and personal experiences. When Terry and I married he wanted me to learn to scuba dive (he loves the water and water sports). I signed up for lessons with the Aqua Knights and learned from a book, lectures, hands-on teaching in a swimming pool and several trips to the ocean to put into practice what I had been taught. Instructors tested us to see if we had mastered important skills such as sharing our regulator with another diver who has no air left in his tank — known as buddy breathing, or swimming underwater without a mask — just in case it gets kicked off by another diver.
July 23, 2013 — Even though my birthday is in May, Cindie and I celebrated with a trip to Oakland last week to see the Boston Red Sox play the Oakland A’s. We had a great time in the Bay Area visiting my brother and his family, and we even stopped to see my niece in Auburn on the way home.
We stayed at the French Hotel on Shattuck, just a few blocks from the site of the Keystone Berkeley (at the intersection of Shattuck and University) where my friends the Rubinoos took up a musical residency in the late 1970s. The last time I saw them they were hastily loading their gear into a couple of vans on the corner after a show.
July 23, 2013 — Way back in 2003 I was living and working in Fresno, Calif. It was my first time living in a bigger city, and I was thoroughly enjoying the nightlife and the freedom of young adulthood. Three years into our fast-paced, city living, my husband accepted a job in some far away little town called Susanville. I had never heard of this obscure place except that my stepmother had lived in Westwood in the 1970s and attended Lassen Community College for a bit.
Friends and family were skeptical of our move here. It was too far away and too small a town. I tried to field questions I didn’t really know the answers to yet: What’s the weather like? How do you get there? Where exactly is Susanville? Why? Why? Why?
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