From out of the canyon

Years ago in Anza people used to go down Coyote Canyon. Many would go down the canyon on horseback, (This of course was before the government decided that riding a horse through there was far too disruptive to the animals that lived there. However, this story is not about the intrusive land grabbing, money grabbing […]

Windmill

Years ago, in Anza, California, windmills for pumping water were pretty widely used. They were considered by some to be a way of obtaining “free” water. That is to say that you didn’t need electricity and the accompanying electric bill in order to have water. Of course, there was the fact that the windmill really […]

The Anza Yeti

Years ago, in Anza, California, there began some strange occurrences. Right at first these strange happenings were so unrelated that no one really took notice. I think it began in October of 56. At that time, there were several farmers in Anza that had lost a number of pumpkins from their fields. It was felt […]

The notion of Terwilliger

The notion of Terwilliger

Years ago in Anza, California, there lived a family known as the Terwilliger’s. I have to confess that I don’t know too much about them (before my time) but they are probably related to a good portion of the old-timer population as is the usual case in any small town. I know that they lived […]

COWBOY BAR

Years ago, in Anza, there used to be a whiskey bar. Now I will call it a whiskey bar because that is what it really was. The main drinks served in that bar were whiskey and beer, I know because I had the dubious honor of being employed at said establishment for a time. The […]

Dog whispering

Years ago in Anza, I had an occasion to get into a conversation with a very old friend of mine on the subject of the canine species. We told each other a number of tales concerning the care treatment and training of said species. Most people back in those days referred to their dogs as […]

Queens Honey

Years ago in Anza, California, I had an occasion to work in the hills south of Hemet. It was a job that would only last two weeks but as it turned out time would mean nothing. On the first day I and a friend of mine started out to the job. As we traveled up […]

The case of the snake

Years ago in Anza, California, I had an occasion to be sitting with a friend on a couple of chairs at the back of my home enjoying the afternoon. This elderly friend of mine and I were conversing as usual about nearly everything from cloud patterns to the United States state of affairs. As we […]

Cunning coyotes teach lessons on hunting

Years ago in Anza, California, I had several occasions to observe the antics of our local coyotes. I remember as a youth (about 12 years old), I was out hunting rabbits with my 410 shotgun. I was in a field next to the road (now Hwy. 371) in those days there was nothing but open […]

Rattler!

Years ago in Anza California as a child I was warned about snakes. My father taught me about them and to this day I think he was wise in his teachings. He told me that not all snakes are bad. He said around here son, we have all kinds of snakes. Gopher snakes, black racers […]