Articles written by Pat Gracey
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I miss Popeye
When I was a child of 5 or so, our family had to drive from Mojave to Lancaster to see a movie....
Ghosts of Thanksgivings past
"Over the river and through the woods to Grandmother's house we go. The horse knows the way to...
A joke always helps
Some years ago I was asked by The Friends of the Depot to speak at one of their meetings about my...
As time goes by
I remember one Dec. 31, 2016, New Year's Eve. Father Time, old 2016, made an effort to throw the wea...
Recalling the date – California, the Golden State
We are happy to celebrate our country's birthday and we do a fine job on July 4th in saluting the...
Remembering the day
Few would elect to be in a major disaster, but if you've experienced one, there is a kinship with...
Gold fever
Mt. Soledad, a mauve colored sentinel, whose pock marked sides show the effects of many years of...
The Stradivarius
People tell me that they like to hear some of my husband’s old Marine Corps tales. I always...
The rest of the story
There used to be a radio program whose host gave news as it was supposed to have happened. After...
St. Malachy's welcomes Fr. Gregory Beaumont
Arriving in Tehachapi in mid-December for his duties as pastor of Saint Malachy Catholic Church,...
She knew Pancho Villa
Isabel Cortez Cervantes was a well known and respected citizen of this community until her death in...
Hear that whistle blow
A trip down hill from the Tehachapi Mountains, in the early days by wagon or buggy, was something...
Hot Off the Press! TN 1920
While doing some research at Beale Library back in 1987, a mere 27 years ago, I could not resist...
It takes a heap o' livin'
In 1933, during one of the worst periods of the great depression, my parents found themselves...
I can see Black Mountain
One always wonders how mountains get their names. As a child we called Black Mountain the "Indian...
Artillery Diplomacy
Once in a while I like to include one of my husband’s “Tales of the Old Corps.” This one is...
My friend, the pine tree
I have often written about My Pet Tree in the backyard of my home. I had grown it from a tiny...
Kathryn Chwaz greets 105th Birthday
On January 15, 1918, a cold, winter day in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, Kathryn Pointek (Chwaz)...
The funny paper man
When I was about 5 and 6 years old (in 1933 and 1934) I was learning to read and could figure out...
Christmas in the trenches
Last year at this time I wrote about the old Christmas hymn, "Silent Night." Not long ago I read in...
A Silent Night
Father Joseph Mohr had journeyed to Oberndorf, a small town in Austria. It was his new assignment...
Doin' what comes naturally
My mother used to like the song, "Smiles." It described how smiles can make you happy and even make...
A really good story
I knew Mary Watts because she was a student at Tehachapi High School and was a classmate of my...
The flood of 1932 (part 2)
Continued from our Sept. 17, 2022 issue. (I wrote an account of the 1932 flood over 30 years ago...
Alsbury is essay winner
In the early months of 2022 Liam Alsbury, a ninth grader in Steve Hansen's English class at...
