by Hank Frazee | Dec 7, 2024 | The Saturday Morning Post
Christmas Shopping “Glory to God in the highest: and on earth peace to men of good will.” Luke 2:14 When I was a kid, the first mall in our area was the Topanga Plaza. My mom and my grandmother used to do most of their Christmas shopping there. One...
by Hank Frazee | Nov 30, 2024 | The Saturday Morning Post
The Oldest Guy in the Yoga Class “With old friends, you’ve got your whole life in common.” Lyle Lovett I met Dick Kelsey when I was fifteen. He was forty-seven and had just moved in around the corner with his wife Jane and their kids. You could have...
by Hank Frazee | Nov 23, 2024 | The Saturday Morning Post
A Subtle Influence “No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.” Aesop When I was a kid, my grandmother, Vera Hawley McMurrin, lived about a mile away from me. She was a whiz at math and English; as a young woman, she had been the bookkeeper...
by Hank Frazee | Nov 16, 2024 | The Saturday Morning Post
Winged Flight “An only child is never spoiled; they just enjoy the undivided attention.” Anonymous When our first child, John, came along, we began to look at our TV as something of a Pandora’s Box. Lots of shows seemed too scary or inappropriate for...
by Hank Frazee | Nov 9, 2024 | The Saturday Morning Post
Fifteen Seconds “In the future, everyone will be famous for fifteen minutes.” Andy Warhol Growing up in Los Angeles in the 60s and 70s, you got used to seeing movie stars in daily life, at the grocery store, the doctor’s office, or as neighbors....
by Hank Frazee | Nov 2, 2024 | The Saturday Morning Post
The Twofer “When I was born, I was so surprised I didn’t talk for a year and a half.” Gracie Allen My aunt and uncle and two cousins lived across the street from us until I was seven, and my maternal grandparents and my dad’s mom lived just a mile...
