The street where I live

I live on a hidden cul-de-sac in Sonoma (actually, Boyes Hot Springs) just about three blocks from the famous Sonoma Mission Inn.

If you didn’t know the street, you wouldn’t know it is there……great neighbors, everyone looks out for each other.  When the wonderful Brazilian family who owns the house I live in first came to stay, all of the neighbor kids were there to greet them (at least two on roller skates) and promptly took the three children out to play……the parents, who are from Sao Paolo, realized they were in a different, safe world.

The Bossios live right next door to me.  They built (themselves) a completely ecological house.  Plants on a sod roof, thick walls with shredded blue jean materials as filler, solar, of course, and windows set in the direction to get maximum input in the winter from the sun and plants in the house where the rays hit.  The house is always in the low 70’s regardless of the heat or cold outside (yes we get temperatures below freezing in the winter).

And Steve and Andrea – high school sweethearts – live the healthy life.  She has provided organic food to her family for over 20 years; she also is a distributor for health products and supplements.  He is a financial planner but also spends a major amount of time planning for and establish Waldorf schools to make all of our children happier.  Both beautiful daughters, (about 13 and 16, I believe) attend them.

And if you go back to my blog about why we shouldn’t just rely on healthcare to keep us alive and well, this family fulfills that obligation.  I am a bit overweight (but not obese), and I love it every year after my physical when Dr. Olness tells me how I fall within the safe regions for all of the gauges medicine has, and 1/2 as likely to have heart disease as the norm.

Photo by Stephanie Berghaeuser from

Just one more thing to make this all a feel good story, unbeknownst to me and certainly not because of me, the younger daughter, Jordan, joined the junior Roller Derby at the Resurrection Roller Girls and actually skated in her first game at Merced the past week.  And Steve and Andrea, the good parents, drove the 3 1/2 hours each way so they could see their daughter skate in a 25 minute activity.

America, off your ass, get yourself healthy before you demand our government fix you (obviously, this does not apply to those who can’t help their situation).  If nothing else, start skating Derby.