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- DEAR ROCKY LOVE: Help us stoke the fires
- Sense, science of place
- Animal Adoption Center on the move
- PROPS and DISSES
- MUSIC BOX: Delta Reverend takes you South
- PULSE ON POLITICS: Battle for House District 23
- Wild West Skate Series shreds Jackson
- Meet the first woman to ‘Picnic’ in one push
All posts by Galloping Grandma
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Lowered expectations
Jackson Hole, Wyoming – On a cold and misty day many years ago, some Irish monks sailed away in their little boat to see what they could see. They sailed until they came to an island and...
- Posted June 10, 2014
Galloping Grandma 5.14.15
I am writing this on Mother’s Day. My children have been posting unflattering pictures of me on Facebook all day, but since they think gypsies abandoned them on my doorstep, I guess that’s OK. There are all...
- Posted May 13, 2014
Gallopin’ Grandma: Dining out: the survival guide
JACKSON, WYO – Once upon a time near the dawn of ages, someone in a leopard skin waiter’s uniform served a chunk of filet du mammoth to a guest. Several grunts later, the waiter was slammed over...
- Posted April 29, 2014
Gallopin’ Grandma: Best Ball Buster goes to Grandma
JACKSON, WYO – The higher ups of this paper recently published their annual survey of the things that their readers like best about Jackson Hole. While it’s true that this area has many wonderful things and awesome...
- Posted March 18, 2014
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Get a grip on your dreams
JACKSON, WYO – There was a man in a nearby town, where these things happen, who desperately wanted to win the lottery. It had been a dream of his for years, but the time came when he...
- Posted March 4, 2014
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Hello hell, it’s me
JACKSON, WYO – The author Dorothy Parker was known to answer the phone with “What fresh hell is this?” Now we all know what fresh hell is: It drops out of who knows where and lands on...
- Posted February 4, 2014
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Amazed in the Land of Odd
When I grew up in the big out there long ago, concepts like wellness and wrapping your core were alien to us. If you saw someone running they were probably being chased by someone’s dog. We knew...
- Posted January 21, 2014
Gallopin’ Grandma: No admission to club misery
JACKSON HOLE, WYO – There is an old joke that asks, “Do you believe in clubs for women?” Answer: “Only if all else fails.” The urge to clump into groups and exclude everyone else must go back...
- Posted December 23, 2013
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Thankful, again, I guess
JACKSON HOLE, WYO – Once upon a time a bunch of people in odd-looking clothes boarded an odd-looking ship and sailed to a foreign shore where they hoped to acquire some beachfront property and go into business....
- Posted November 26, 2013
GALLOPING GRANDMA: Coots on Wheels
JACKSON HOLE, WYO – On a dull Sunday afternoon some years ago, Mavis Merch was working at the Stop ‘n’ Shop checkout counter when Fred and Flo Finzie entered the parking lot in their 1975 Cadillac. Instead...
- Posted October 29, 2013