Fifteen years ago and still reeling
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor Fifteen years ago on Sept. 11, America was yanked into the real world. As a modern nation we’d been jolted before. Bloody labor strikes and mining disasters. Millions of...
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Not all billionaires are bad dudes
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor A longtime friend, a California Republican—as I was back when the Grand Old Party was an organization of pride rather than impropriety and prejudice—was bitching recently to me about...
Sing, sing, sing
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor I have written before about when, with fellow USAF draft dodgers in Georgia and later with jolly collegians in California, we harmonized our way through the early 1950s. Or...
‘It was the best of times’ said Charles Dickens
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor If one is about to salute a decade, as we are about to in Sandpoint, one could do no better than to celebrate the 1950’s. My late mother, Harriet...
Laddies of the Day, revisited
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor “Be careful what you wish for” thought Ben Franklin as he flew his kite into a hot overhead electric line.Thought Julius Caesar over the Cobb salad he certainly hadn’t...
When we swung and swayed
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor A recent New York Times carried the obituary of former big band vocalist Kitty Kallen. This, in part, is what it said: “Kitty Kallen, her voice sweet and clear,...
Miles and Me:
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor Charlie “Yardbird” Parker and Dizzy Gillespie blew America’s musical roof off with bebop jazz in the late 1940’s. Softer, conventional jazz—my kind—languished. Their feverish screeching eventually wore out their...
You asked for it… the Laddies of the Day
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor Within recent months this esteemed journal has run two features on Sandpoint’s wondrous Ladies Of The Day. Readers responded happily. Well, ladies did. But laddies? Not so much. To...
Good job, you princes of Sandpoint
By Tim Henney Reader Staff On Friday night, Nov. 13, the civilized world shuddered. One hundred and thirty people were slaughtered and 350 or more hospitalized in Paris by ISIS murderers. The next day...
The Ladies of the Day: An encore
By Tim Henney Reader Staff My 1957 bride, Jacquelynn, and I once lived in Logan, Utah, a college town. The university president’s name was Kermit, like the famous frog. The president, however, was tall,...
