Putting words together to form sentences is something that emanates from the dark recesses of my mind…
Author: DC Duncan
DC has been a frustrated musician for over fifty years, and now has decided to become a frustrated writer. Learn more at DCDuncan.com. He’ll keep you posted.
Giving Thanks for Tait
As a baby, Tait developed slowly. His pediatrician told us not to worry, but we did…
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: Cabinet Nominees with a Lot of Baggage
This then is the new Trump Administration, chock-full of billionaires — the richest in American history….
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: There’s a Bad Moon on the Rise
And with any pending dangerous storm, we can only hope for the best, and expect the worst…
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: November 5th Can’t Come Soon Enough
“Let’s turn the page, and together we will chart a new and joyful way forward…”
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: My Apologies to the MAGA Cult
I believe the sentence in question is within the third paragraph from the bottom of the story…
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: My Republican Family (and Other Aggravations)
My family all liked Ike, and so did I. But then a young Senator and war hero from Massachusetts announced his candidacy…
Brilliant Nature Documentary Premiers in Pagosa on Sept. 25
I’m looking forward to seeing “Wild Orchid Man On The Rocks” on the big screen. I’ll see you at the Liberty Theatre…
Celebration of Life for Ron Gustafson, Saturday, September 7
If you, dear reader, had a chance to study Ron’s lengthy obituary, you would have been amazed at the selfless contributions and altruism that made up his long life…
ANNOUNCEMENT: Celebration of Life for ‘Mr. Pagosa’
Let us show our appreciation to this extraordinary man by our joyful attendance…
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: A Brilliant Young Surgeon
Jayebird was taken to the Heart Hospital of New Mexico, one of the finest heart surgery facilities in the Southwest…
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: Our Landfill Was a Dump!
Several fire departments rushed to the scene and pumped thousands of gallons of water onto the burning rubbish and finally extinguished the flames…
ESSAY: The Late, Great Ron Gustafson
Ron and Cindy moved to Pagosa in 1997 and soon took over the town, thanks to a full-time charm campaign…
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: Ragwater’s Supernatural Rite of Spring
But calling this pagan phantasmagoria a mere “concert” would be a gross understatement. This was something out of a goddamn Stanley Kubrick movie…
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: What Matters Most
The morning sunlight filters through the closed blinds signaling a brand new day. Our bedroom basks in a soft, warm glow…
Hail to the Chief!… Fond Memories of Warren Grams
Warren had been around for quite sometime. As it turned out, 86 years. And those were good years, well spent, but I wasn’t quite ready to say goodbye…
OBITUARY: Ann Graves, a Life Well Lived
She was leading a genteel life with her loving daughter, her best friend Bonnie, her indefatigable dog Daisy, extended family and many cherished friends and neighbors — contented and happy…
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: Mommy and Santa
One snowy evening, Mommy and I were decorating the Christmas tree…
DEVIL MOUNTAIN CHRONICLES: My Recent Hip Replacement, and Other Frightful Tales
The X-rays didn’t look good. In fact they made me cringe…