On the Peninsula

April 4th, 2015

I recently wrote a column introducing myself at the newspaper I now work at, the PV News. Palos Verdes is a gorgeous place. I feel like I’ve gone from one economic landscape and extreme in Skid Row to Middle America in rural Kansas to another, with the wealthiest zip code in the...

Kites

March 15th, 2015

My dad wrote the following story in 1994 and won an award for it. The wind whipped across the cemetery grounds in angry gusts, hazing the outlines of the tombstones and blurring the distance. A flock of birds danced high overhead against the racing gray clouds, now climbing, now treading...

Journalism Journey

March 3rd, 2015

I’ve reported a few stories lately that taught me something. I wrote about a man with COPD who couldn’t afford his prescription medication and died. People who work with low-income folks say this sort of thing happens. I wrote a story last week about a woman who rescues horses and...

Dog and Dad

January 17th, 2015

Kopas was a nine month old stray when I got him, the age people often kick a dog out of the house because it’s too rambunctious. And Kopas was rambunctious. He had satellite dish ears and a whipcord wagging tail. I decided to take him home after spending time in...

Our Market Research Company

December 1st, 2014

I want to share the market research work Alecia and I have been doing for more than a year now. I’ve been reluctant because of an instinct to compartmentalize my corporate work from my creative and journalism stories. But the fact is, I am really proud of what we do. I have...

 

On the Peninsula

I recently wrote a column introducing myself at the newspaper I now work at, the PV News. Palos Verdes is a gorgeous place. I feel like I’ve gone from one economic landscape and extreme in Skid Row to Middle America in rural Kansas to another, with the wealthiest zip code in the...

Kites

My dad wrote the following story in 1994 and won an award for it. The wind whipped across the cemetery grounds in angry gusts, hazing the outlines of the tombstones and blurring the distance. A flock of birds danced high overhead against the racing gray clouds, now climbing, now treading...

Journalism Journey

I’ve reported a few stories lately that taught me something. I wrote about a man with COPD who couldn’t afford his prescription medication and died. People who work with low-income folks say this sort of thing happens. I wrote a story last week about a woman who rescues horses and...

Bees and Brother

Joey and I and a few cousins one afternoon decided to play cops-and-robbers in the woods of Northern Wisconsin. I was about 7 years old, Joey about 13. As robbers, my brother and I needed to find a hideout, so we jogged through the woods searching for something good. The shoreline...

Dog and Dad

Kopas was a nine month old stray when I got him, the age people often kick a dog out of the house because it’s too rambunctious. And Kopas was rambunctious. He had satellite dish ears and a whipcord wagging tail. I decided to take him home after spending time in...

Dad

Vic Pilolla gave his boss a heart attack. Vic was working as the general counsel of the Interstate Commerce Commission, a federal bureaucracy. This was in the 1980s. It was a cushy job, and Vic only had to obey the golden rule of surviving in a hierarchical human organization: keep...

House Cues

Shortstop Lounge in Forest Park was the place to find us at night during our twenties. We stowed belongings behind the bar if we needed. We stayed after-hours, depending on the bartender. Ralph and Matt could both play pool. Ralph’s weakness in his game was not concentrating when he was having a...

Our Market Research Company

I want to share the market research work Alecia and I have been doing for more than a year now. I’ve been reluctant because of an instinct to compartmentalize my corporate work from my creative and journalism stories. But the fact is, I am really proud of what we do. I have...

My Hippie Wife

Initially, we had eight houses at the end of the block, no fences anywhere, all gardens, with paths and benches here and there and even private alcoves behind trees. That was the first phase. The second phase was acquiring the rest of the houses on the block, making everything a...

Test for Wiz

After Bush announced that victory in Iraq had been achieved, a victory parade was scheduled in Hollywood, complete with tanks in the street, replicas of the Patriot Missiles and actual F-22s flying overheard. The hippies were going to kneel and pray before the lead marching band with their peace signs...

 
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