by Hank Frazee | Jul 19, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
The Babysitters “In every job that must be done, there is an element of fun.” Mary Poppins By all accounts, my cousin Nancy was a precious baby. She was the first of the twelve cousins of my generation. So it took six or seven months for Aunt Dolores to...
by Hank Frazee | Jul 12, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
It Pays to Be Nice! “The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter–’tis the difference between the lightning bug and the lightning.” Mark Twain My aunt and uncle had a cabin on a lake above Lake Tahoe. In the...
by Hank Frazee | Jul 5, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
The Last Buzzcut “The trick is growing up without growing old.” Casey Stengel This is one of the last photos of me with a buzzcut, or what was known back then as a butch. We were up at my aunt and uncle’s cabin, and my cousins Stephen and Rory and I went into Reno for...
by Hank Frazee | Jun 28, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
Magic Fingers “I saw that.” Karma Less bark, more wag. My cousin Stephen was definitely the alpha dog of our little pack, but every dog has his day, as you will see. When I was about twenty, we took a family trip to the Grand Canyon. On the first night,...
by Hank Frazee | Jun 21, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
Jim and the Lion “One cannot plan for the unexpected.” Aaron Klug Way up in the forest, and miles from nearly anything else, stood The Christmas Tree Restaurant on a long slow curve of Highway 27. When we were up at Aunt Janice and Uncle Gordon’s...
