Ian Anderson 2:16 p.m., March 18
Articles by William Luvaas
Hemet remains stuck in the ’50s where I grew up, Pleasantville ferried to the new millennium. Driving home from teaching at San Diego State, I am charmed into a nostalgic trance by the Everly Brothers.
Stark white crosses or bright upbeat efflorescences at the base of telephone poles
The sun descends behind western slopes as I drop down Banner Grade from Julian toward the Anza-Borrego Desert on High 78 — nearly 1500 feet in five miles. A park ranger I met at the ...