Author Archives: Boomer Bill

Sir, YES, Sir

Here’s a little yarn that’s not about knitting.  Warning, some violence occurs. My First Punch

Children and older men in my neighborhood often ask about the wild goat skull attached to the grill of my Buick.  I enjoy telling the story but (like most of my tales) eyes soon roll.  Now I can just  give … Continue reading →

Fishing in San Pedro, Belize Since climbing down from the trees and before agriculture, our species needed to hunt for food. Typically men and their male offspring were in charge of calorie-rich proteins, while females often gathered more nutritious, but … Continue reading →

Tails to Go    by Bill LaRocque All that’s left of the old forests of Asheville’s Montford neighborhood are occasional stands of eighty foot oaks whose long, leafy branches furnish welcome shade and homes for a few native wildlife.  Just … Continue reading →

Bitten by a Malaysian Flying Fox Bat by Bill LaRocque  “Bats are all wings and never walk on the ground: the opposite of flightless birds.”  N. Audubon, 1803. The Dodos are believed to have only inhabited the Island of Mauritius … Continue reading →

This summer, and over the past few years in fact. I’m reminded with a louder voice of our finite span as one of the living. Lots to consider. Always has been. One thing many of us leave befind is sadness … Continue reading →

In 2004 working at the World Resources Institute, loving my job, I’d accumulated a lot of leave time.  Traditionally in August most of the senior execs in Washington were in Martha’s Vineyard which was a kind of a jr. vacation … Continue reading →