Well, okay, I guess I'm starting over.
Pinole Artisan Carolyn Hess profiled in new book about selling artwork online.
Get more out of your library card at Bay Area museums!
Hercules was no stranger to the dangers of making dynamite.
Is the book always better than the movie?
Will I still workout if someone doesn't make me?
The next History Expo.
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
A celebration of Herculean (and Pinolean) proportions.
Will I ever WANT to do this?
For the person who has everything -- a Time Machine.
A few quick, easy (and delicious) candy recipes make for some gift-giving options for those on your Christmas list.
Hack. Cough. Wheeze.
If you're planning on heading East for your next vacation...
Yet another reason I hate this time of year.
History in limbo.
A myth and a hoax. Or maybe it's just me.
The last days as a company town.
Progress is in the eye of the beholder.
It's amazing what a pile of bricks can tell us if we only stop to listen.
Fire Safety - The Hills Are Dry and Fire Travels Fast.
Laziness, Fear, or Sheer Genius?
A Symbol of Social Life in a Company Town
Not all trees in town require water. Check this posting to find out how some trees stand upright without ever needing any water. In fact, water can be dangerous to their well being.
Local Eateries worth trying
An easy, whole grain alternative to the typical pasta salad: Tabbouleh is healthy, tasty and refreshing!
Many times, people overlook the little things that make a day special... A smile. A simple "hello." A random act of kindness.
Another piece of the history that is still with us.
Hercules blogger Dean Brightman dusts off his workout skills to get in shape.
The Catholics and the Baptists from a child's point of view. The story of a young Baptist's first and only visit to her best friend's catechism class.
Financial implications of the Haves, and the Have-Nots.
Utopia or a real place? It really does take a village to raise a child and it all boils down to honor and accountability.
Move along. Nothing to see here.
Our connection to a small community nestled in the redwoods north of Santa Cruz.
I'm a stranger in a strange, strange land...
One of the few survivors from the company town.
Memories of the Wagon Wheel Restaurant, 1958 - 1963
Some of my personal memories of Pinole and some of the people I remember from the late '50s and early '60s.
My legs! What's happened to my legs?!?
For those who are newbies to Pinole, Pinole-Hercules #1 (now torn down) was "the old school on the hill" and was our junior high. Margaret Collins Elementary was called Pinole-Hercules #2.