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Love Story: He chose marriage over professional baseball career

Gary Brown has more than 1,000 baseball caps displayed in his garage. Numbered and cataloged by date, place, and his acquisition of it, each one has a story. But the tale of his 60-year marriage to his wife, Noreen, outshines the story of even 1,000 baseball caps. Noreen likes to joke that he picked her up off the street. It was the summer of 1951, she recalled, “I was walking up Division Street with two friends, and he picked us up.”

Front Porch: The gift every mom wishes for

Another Mother’s Day has come and gone. As always my husband and sons pampered me with a sumptuous breakfast and thoughtful presents. But the gift I want most can’t be wrapped in tissue or tied up with a bow. I’ve wanted it since I gave birth to my first son, 22 years ago. I want it so much sometimes the wanting keeps me awake at night.

Front Porch: Who knew ox lips could taste so good?

With barbecue and picnic season just around the corner, I decided it’s time to conquer my pathological fear of tubular meat. That’s right. I’m giving hot dogs another chance. At 9, I turned my back on the iconic American food. That’s because one afternoon as my mom boiled wieners on the stove, my sister picked up the package and read the ingredients aloud.

Fashion’s in the bag, as in pet food bags

The kitten and puppy photos adorning pet food bags now have a wider audience beyond those who buy those products or skim the ads in glossy magazines. And so do those pet food bags.

Front Porch: Gunslinging girls’ night out a blast

I have a confession to make. I’m a girl. A girly-girl. I don’t like playing team sports, sweating, getting dirt on my hands or fishing. Well, I’ve never actually gone fishing, but it involves bait and bad smells, so I’m confident it’s not for me. I like pretty china, pink and smelling good. The irony of course, is that I have four sons, a husband and two male cats. My menfolk don’t mind me smelling good or wearing pink, but pretty china is wasted on them. They’re not interested in the plates – just what’s on them.

Front Porch: Still ‘really, really like him’ 26 years in

Giggling newlyweds, golden anniversaries, glamorous weddings – I’ve covered them all as part of my Love Story series for this newspaper. And while I’m supposed to be objective and unbiased, I confess I do have a favorite love story – my own.

Front Porch: These pages of history are priceless

The spine is broken, the pages yellowed, and one corner has been gnawed on by tiny teeth. It’s been literally loved to shreds. Twenty-two years ago, on my oldest son’s first Christmas, he cuddled with me in our rocking chair as I read “How the Grinch Stole Christmas.”

Front Porch: Milo-stone Thor-oughly celebrated

February is a busy month at our house. In addition to Valentine’s Day, we celebrate three family birthdays: Milo’s, Thor’s and mine. The less said about my 40-something-and-counting birthday, the better. But Milo’s third birthday and Thor’s first are truly reasons to celebrate.

Front Porch: Tweeter atwitter over notoriety

When Spokesman-Review columnist/blogger Dave Oliveria started bugging me about Twitter, I scoffed at the notion that I needed any more social media in my life. Facebook already ate up too much of my time. Oliveria insisted that Twitter is far more valuable than Facebook when it comes to tracking and reporting breaking news.

Huckleberries: Rough landing for Green project

Developer Harry Green had big plans when he bought the old Louisiana Pacific mill site on the Spokane River back when. The 33-acre Post Falls Landing project was to become a legitimate downtown for Post Falls. It didn’t. Things have gone from bad to worse for Green, according to the Coeur d’Alene Press. A creditor is suing him for $8.2 million. He’s filed for Chapter 11 corporate bankruptcy. Now, a warrant has been issued for his arrest for failure to appear in court on a charge of selling alcohol without a license at The Landing marina. Green sent this explanation to The Spokesman-Review: “A ticket was issued to my Marina for sale of liquor on August 9, 2011. August 8, 2011, my Brother Tom died of cancer. Marina help sold two beers to officers August 9, 2011. For leaving the dock and store unattended help was released.  Notified of ticket just prior to November pre-trial, which was a surprise. My Brother Bill died of cancer after Thanksgiving and funeral mid-December.  I called prosecutor’s office requesting a continuance.  Prosecutor did not call back, so assumed continued.  I was shocked today when notified of warrant.” You know what they say about “assume.” Young and reckless