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At Home With Jeff: Walnuts

At Home With Jeff: Walnuts

| August 14, 2019 | 0 Comments

By JEFF ROUBAL Martinez News-Gazette Columnist Life is always exciting for us retirees. Yesterday morning after breakfast I went to the garage to put the pliers away and got sucked into a project that took up most of my morning. I cracked walnuts! Vivian bought them in Galt last week and left them in the […]

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At Home With Jeff: A moving experience

At Home With Jeff: A moving experience

| August 7, 2019 | 0 Comments

By JEFF ROUBAL Martinez News-Gazette Columnist I was walking around my neighborhood yesterday and noticed three different families moving. One house had a Pods container in the driveway. People were carrying boxes from the house to the container like ants carrying food to their nest. Four doors down I saw a house with a 26 […]

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At Home With Jeff: Fruit of our labors

At Home With Jeff: Fruit of our labors

| July 31, 2019 | 0 Comments

By JEFF ROUBAL Martinez News-Gazette Columnist Still in my pajamas, savoring a first cup of coffee, I surveyed our backyard out the kitchen window. It was only 7 a.m. but the sun was already bright. Because of the wet winter, our plants are going crazy this year, especially the flowers. Gladiolas, verbena, lavender, and roses […]

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At Home With Vivian: Locked in

At Home With Vivian: Locked in

| July 24, 2019 | 0 Comments

Flea Market? Of course! I love any place where there is a chance at finding treasure. When my friend Peggy Hagerthy asked me if I’d like to check out the Galt Flea Market last Wednesday, I didn’t say no. I set Gertie Garmin, my GPS, for the Galt Flea Market and away we went. We […]

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At Home With Vivian: Remembering Port Chicago

At Home With Vivian: Remembering Port Chicago

| July 17, 2019 | 0 Comments

“Oh my,” was all my mother could say. We drove slowly through the desolate landscape of what had once been her childhood home town of Port Chicago. Weeds grew through cracks in the sidewalk. Potholes dotted the former town streets. Only bare traces of concrete foundations remained where homes once stood It was the early […]

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At Home With Vivian: Awash in anticipation

At Home With Vivian: Awash in anticipation

| July 10, 2019 | 0 Comments

As I write my column this morning (Monday), my cell phone is turned to the loudest setting and is sitting right here beside the keyboard. I’m waiting for an important call from Nebraska. A special call indeed. My son just texted the family that they are on the way to the hospital. Baby Boy Roubal […]

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At Home With Vivian: Sounds of a Summer Evening

| July 3, 2019 | 0 Comments

As I was sitting in my dining room on Saturday night working on a quilt for my due-any-day grandson I heard music and laughter off in the distance. I looked out into the living room to see if I had left the television on, but the screen was dark. I hadn’t left the radio on […]

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At Home With Jeff: New technology

At Home With Jeff: New technology

| June 26, 2019 | 0 Comments

By JEFF ROUBAL Martinez News-Gazette Columnist Like other curmudgeons, I complain about many things, especially all the new technologies. Every few days I am forced to learn how to use another new electronic program or gadget. So far, I have learned to check myself out at the grocery store and pump my own gas using […]

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At Home With Vivian: The good dishes

At Home With Vivian: The good dishes

| June 19, 2019 | 0 Comments

As I walked through the dining room near my china cabinet today, sun beams settled on a rather thick layer of dust gathering on the good china. Having nothing more fun to do, I started dusting. The plates, Noritake Temptation, are white with a platinum ring around the edges. There is a delicate white and […]

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At Home With Vivian: On the road again

At Home With Vivian: On the road again

| June 12, 2019 | 0 Comments

My mother and father often said they were going to buy a little camper and travel across the country after my two older sisters grew up and left home. My parents dreamed of driving clear across the our homeland some day and then right back again, taking the nation’s highways and byways. Dad said he […]

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