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Amblin' Alameda: Olde Tyme Fourth

I have to admit, we crossed the estuary to celebrate the Fourth. We like the parade in Alameda, we've watched it from San Jose Avenue and Park Street for many years, we even participated one year. But this year, we received an invitation we couldn't refuse.

Just about 10 minutes away in Oakland is the Pardee Home Museum, which held its annual Fourth of July fundraiser. This year the featured performers were Frederick Hodges and Ann Gibson, who do songs written between 1890 to 1930. Frederick is a friend, so we decided to celebrate by listening to his music. Read more >> about Amblin' Alameda: Olde Tyme Fourth

Running in the 'Meda: Tour de France, by the numbers

I mentioned the Tour de France in last week's blog post, as it's one of my favorite sporting events and it starts on Saturday. It's unfortunate that there's such a history of cheating, but I tend to enjoy it from the perspective of trying to imagine riding it myself, and how difficult that would be. Read more >> about Running in the 'Meda: Tour de France, by the numbers

Aging Gracefully (Or Not): Checkups, even when you're feeling good

Even when we are doing fine, the focus on the condition of our bodies in regard to health exists.

I went to the doctor for my annual checkup this week. I already knew there was a concern about my blood pressure as I had been checked twice in the past few weeks and it was high. I had already added a diuretic the week before.

Again it was high, 161 over 93, or something like that. Read more >> about Aging Gracefully (Or Not): Checkups, even when you're feeling good

Running in the 'Meda: Making fitness a habit

Getting into a habit of fitness can be a challenge for many people. If you are ever going to do it, or if you have dabbled in fitness from time to time, but never really committed, now is the time!

Why now? Why not three months ago or three months from now?

Simple: the days are longer now, and our weather is perfect for outdoor exercise. Read more >> about Running in the 'Meda: Making fitness a habit

Growing Up in Alameda: Motorcycles! In the living room?

Station 1, mid-1970s, 1 a.m.

The crew was catching some ‘zs. I awakened to the voice of Archie Bowels and the often-heard phrase, “Alameda Fire Department.” The plea of a female voice on the other end was alarming.

“There’s fire coming out the windows of a house across the street and people are trapped!” she said.

Before the lights turned on and before we were dispatched, the beds were emptied and everyone was moving down the stairs and across the apparatus room to the rigs. I was driving Truck 1; Otis Clifton was driving Engine 1. Read more >> about Growing Up in Alameda: Motorcycles! In the living room?

Amblin' Alameda: Haircuts

My ambivalence about hair cutters began long ago and far away, in the wilds of the East Bronx at the end of the 1940s. I was about 10 when my mother sent me to get my haircut at the regular place (the local barbershop - they were barbers before they became hair cutters) trusting that I would come home looking as I always did after one of these visits. Read more >> about Amblin' Alameda: Haircuts

Growing Up in Alameda: Barn full of great steeds (Or, do I smell horse manure?)

Four years had passed, and I was on duty at our “new” Station 1 at the corner of Encinal and Park streets. My probation was completed, and I had quite a few fires under my belt; I was beginning to feel truly accepted and pretty comfortable in the fire department. Read more >> about Growing Up in Alameda: Barn full of great steeds (Or, do I smell horse manure?)

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