Duane McGuire Blog

Once a ham, always a ham.

The family radio from 1937 resurrected!

It's a shame it broke. But my developing machine shop skills saved the

It's been a long while since I've woken to the sound of Sheb Wooley singing "It was a one-eyed,

It looks like we'll be laying track on the McGuire-Henkel-and-Dunbar railroad next spring. For a

Dad was someone who was known as a practical man. He could get things done, and was always looking

I work in wood. But for years I've wanted to get into the machinist's world too. A few months ago I

Sometimes I think I was born 70 years too late. 70 years too late to participate first hand in the

I'm a technologist. And sometimes I have more fun with old technology than new technology. For

While remembering the days with Metro Transit in Seattle, I went looking for a photo of me! The

I somehow got nostalgic this week for my days as a Metro Transit bus driver in Seattle. Those days

In September, I posted here observations about a barn in Menlo, and the thoughts it spurred in me.

The roadside is full of delights. But when you are four years old the delights are larger than life. The roadside of my four-year-old life was US 12 between Raymond and Centralia, Washington.