It’s Only Too Late When It’s Too Late By Steve Carr I’ll start playing when I get old,” has been my refrain for thirty-plus years when asked, “Do you golf?” I play tennis (and football with the kids
Amid Friends and Stranger By Steve Carr I attended my twenty- year high school reunion this past weekend. OK, maybe it was the thirtieth, or was it the fortieth? Somehow, I’ve misplaced a few decades in the middle.
For a Cleaner America By Steve Carr August is scout camp season in Idaho. When we were thirteen, we couldn’t think of a better place to enjoy the wonders of the outdoors, even if a campfire, burning sticks,
In the Adult Diaper Aisle By Steve Carr My friends and I had a real clubhouse growing up. Not just a summer haystack fort fantasy, it was a converted gardener’s cottage behind a large colonial on South Boulevard
And Burying the Sail-Cats By Steve Carr Around the time I began kindergarten my family moved just beyond the edge of Idaho Falls. Our new house was an island among red barns and potato fields. Long-tailed pheasants strutted
That Runway Prance By Steve Carr ‘Tis the season for Sunday evening award shows, although one has to look hard for “seasons” in the dead of an Idaho winter. Ostensibly, we watch to see if our favorite movies
After the Near Drowning By Steve Carr While following the news of the uncomfortably awkward and baffling wrangling going on in Washington as the new administration jockeys with Congress, I was reminded of an experience from my youth.
A Calendrical Query By Steve Carr Imagine my emotions when I look at my December calendar and realize this will be my last column ever. It’s been a sustained middling effort. I’ve learned a lot, offended some and
On the Long Ride Home By Steve Carr This is the time of the year when many of us consider all for which we’re grateful. There is of course the usual list, including shelter, food, work, health (which
Halloweens of Yore By Steve Carr Halloween, a generation ago—okay, two generations ago—was more about a license for mischief than it was plastic masks and bite-sized candy bars. Somehow (and everyone understood this), pranks that would be criminal
