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 …
Tag: At Home with Vivian
“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 …
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. …
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 …
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 …
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 …
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 …
I did my first research report way back in elementary school. I don’t remember why we were given the assignment but I’m fairly sure the …
By JEFF ROUBAL Martinez News-Gazette Columnist After church services at Saint Catherine’s last week, we had “hospitality hour” or, as I refer to it, Doughnut …
By JEFF ROUBAL Martinez News-Gazette Columnist Last weekend, Vivian and I went to the Campbell Theater to see Agatha Christie’s “A Murder Is Announced.” It …