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Cecil Scaglione, Editor

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Life Before Air-Conditioning . . .

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. . . did not exist in Aridzona.  Summer roared in this week as green fees plummeted at local golf courses. But the star-sparkling nights out on the balcony are marvelous.


Written by Cecil Scaglione

June 10, 2018 at 6:14 pm

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Still Sizzlin’

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Made it Monday through the heat accompanied by dozens and dozens of sand spouts that erupted about mid-way between Yuma and Gila Bend and kept decorating the landscape right into the southern portion of metro Phoenix. We even drove through one that danced onto Highway 8. Fortunately it was a baby but it did “whump” the  Highlander a good one.

Moved the kitchen fridge with a dolly onto a trailer and to the new home right after our arrival. It had to be squeezed into the fridge space created by the kitchen designers. We creased the fridge but didn’t break it or jeopardize its integrity and operation.

Tuesday was up-and-down-stairs day with sectional sofas, an exercise anyone who’s moved that type of  furniture will readily ID with.  And you’ll also recall that sectional furniture — just like refrigerators — fits best only into the first place it was purchased for. After squeezing the massive three-section corner sofa/sleeper out of the old house and into the new house, it was decided (after a lengthy committee meeting) that it would fit and feel best upstairs in the new house. So that’s where it is now. It took with it several thousand calories, a few quarts of sweat, an aching arm, and a dead shoulder . 

Most of the kitchen cupboards have been cleared in the old house and filled in the new. Next come beds and computer furniture and nits and gnats. The old  house has to be ready Thursday for a week-end real estate open house. Wish us luck.


Written by Cecil Scaglione

July 3, 2012 at 6:37 pm

This is crazy!

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It’s one thing to take pride in not following the crowd but it’s stupid to head into a burning building just because everybody is running the other way. So we announce with profound pride — and substantial stupidity — that we’re going against the flow.

We’re leaving our pleasant Pacific Ocean-cooled community to spend the week of the frying Fourth in Phoenix at a time when the cosmic collective has known for decades that ‘Zonies have been escaping the Hades heat of Arizona by flocking to California beaches since wheels were round.

We’re dashing headlong into the Valley of the Sun to help kids and grandkids move into a new home. The mission is meaningful, but the  brain boggles just visualizing heat waves shimmering off the simmering stuff being toted from one set of closets to another.

There is some good news: the new place has a pool and it’s filled with fresh water.


Written by Cecil Scaglione

July 1, 2012 at 3:00 pm