The 2 hardest topics for me to write about are humor and happiness. One, to use humor that will make a reader want to chuckle and maybe even laugh out loud. The second is to describe my ideas "on being happy" and how I slide in and out of that place in my mind that causes me to feel happy.

You what?! You heard me, I sell sunlight. It’s taken me 83 years to discover what I have in abundance that I can turn into Solar Dollars to spend. But I need some “how to” guidelines when I use photosynthesis to pay the bills.

Doing the right thing is killing me softly with demands that I would love to fulfill but can’t. What am I saying? That age has brought the word “can’t” into my vocabulary. Well it may be there, but that doesn’t mean I have to use it.

August 1943, the second Friday, a day that will bring out the best and worst for a boy who had just recently progressed to swimming without Water Wings.

My two boys, John and Greg, are 10 and 12 respectively. It’s a hot August day of 1975, our San Luis Obispo County Fair is now in my rear view mirror and I felt like the three of us needed a totally new experience to wind up the boys summer vacation.

I met all my body parts on an assembly line one day in 1944 at a Ford factory in Detroit City. But my design was created one night in the mind of a Shade Tree mechanic and who’s neighbor was an automobile engineer at the Ford factory in Detroit City.

I have been around horses most of my life on a daily basis and my wife Zee spends most of every day working with our herd of horses reminding them all to remember their manners and don’t fight, exercising others and then playing nurse to any that might need some TLC, or determining if a call to our vet is necessary. 

A life or death trap was set for three unsuspecting very different souls. One was an elderly couple out for a drive in the country. The other was a yearling steer who had just arrived by cattle truck from Burns, Oregon. But each in their own unique way were setting their disaster traps. 

Bob, my right hand dog was born on our V6 ranch on a cold blustery day in the year 2004 February 9 making him 15 years old now. If you use 6 dog years for each of our years, Bob is now 90 years old which certainly qualifies him as an elder statesmen who tells me that life’s been good to him and “nobody has had more fun than I!”

My son John each year, in the winter months, remodels a room at the Parkfield Lodge. This year he has chosen the room we call The Tool Room who's theme is that of a Blacksmith's shop.

"I’m just an old lump of coal but I’m going to be a diamond someday", a line from an old western song but thank god that’s not going to be my fate.

I want to take you all back a few hundred thousand years when the land was totally devoid of any McDonald's and not a sign of a Starbucks was anywhere to be seen. That left the only food to fill your belly was by hunting and gathering.

I think that a good ranch steward sees this as job number one. There’s lots of things that have to go right in order to have the green growing things (grass, trees and brush) to be productive. The V6 lies in a rain belt that is supposed to yield an average rainfall for the year of about 16 to 18 inches. But seldom dose this happen.

We need you now, please show yourself to your kinfolk who are dwelling now in your old stomping grounds the United States of America. Will, we’re so busy snarling at each other nowadays  I think we’ve forgotten how to smile. What do you think?

The green growing things, so important to all life, will be in a healthy regenerative state that will delight the pallets of all the grazing animals. Now to all you predator out there. There will always be sufficient numbers of silly, lame, lazy and careless critters to keep you all “fat and sassy”. 

The Democratic nations of the world have to take the lead with this obligation. All the dictatorship and other authoritarian governments that do not give to their citizens a means to participate in  the exploration of possible solutions can not participate.

What the hell has water got to do with God and Science anyway? Well I’m not real positive myself but it struck me that it can be a way for me to explain how God and Science can complement each other, leaving me with a satisfied mind.