What the world needs now is another blog, sweet blog, and not just any ordinary blog.
You went back and sang it after the “sweet blog”, didn’t you? Not sure it’s true, but here goes. With apologies to Seinfeld, it’s kind of a blog about nothing. Maybe stuff I’ve learned in 72 plus years. At the same time, at the request of my oldest daughter, some of this will be about things I’d like my grandchildren to know. Not sure I’m up to that kind of responsibility, but I’ll give it a shot. Oh, the name. Three Fingers Back comes from the old adage that when I point a finger at you, I'm pointing three back at myself. Another version of that might be that we are most critical of others for things we are most guilty of ourselves. Here’s a little about me: I grew up in rural Montana and spent 25 years in the San Francisco Bay Area. My wife and I retired to Nine Mile Falls, Washington (near Spokane) nine years ago. Most of my Montana and Spokane friends seem to consider me pretty liberal. Most of my SF Bay friends would tell you I’m pretty conservative. No, I don’t thin...