I've known Cynthia Ward, president of the Anaheim Historical Society, for a couple of years now, and have always found her to be someone with an open mind and a passion for what's ultimately right. Ever an Anaheim booster, she's the lady who escorted Huell Howser 'round our hometown for his Anaheim special this weekend. All the places Ward took ol' Huell to--the last remaining working orange grove in Anaheim, the Anaheim History Room, old homes and the like--are all deserving of love. In the spi
Don't ask me how, but I ended up at the much-ballyhooed Great Park last Saturday for an evening of Irish music, a mini-passion of mine ever since hearing the Dropkick Murphys lend sizzling tension to The Departed with their cover of Woody Guthrie's "I'm Shipping up to Boston." Can't remember the name of the mick group due to too much Jameson, but I did get a chance to ride the much-ballyhooed Great Park Balloon.
Conclusion: meh. Maybe it's more exciting during the day and when, you know, an ac
Continuing our mini-theme this weekend of iconic singer/songwriters, let's turn to Bob Dylan. To his credit, he hasn't released any cheesy Christmas tunes in his near 50-year career, though the holiday comes up in tunes like "Arthur McBride" and both Christmas and Santa are mentioned in "Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie." But don't think that makes Bobby D some kind of scrooge. Two years ago, he recited "A Visit from St. Nicholas"--the poem of disputer authorship more commonly known by opening lin
