First Day in School: Longest Ride
By Manual Daniel Germano Prologue Relatives have visited to say good bye. After they leave, Germano endures a night tossing and turning in his bed, after which he eats breakfast with his family. The car has been packed. The author and his parents pile into the front seat, his sister and her friends load into the back seat as they prepare to leave. Germano does not want to go to the dreaded Perkins School for the Blind. Les Conklin,...
Harrington and Wilkinson Receive Peak Award
Recognized for Re-establishing Fraternity Chapter House By Claude Trottier and Les Conklin Members of the Biking Sig/Road Scholars presented The Peak Award to Dale G. Harrington ’58 and Donald P Wilkinson ’64 at the group’s December luncheon. Harrington and Wilkinson were honored because of their efforts that resulted in the construction and opening of a new Sigma Chi fraternity house at the University of...
Rolling Thunder in Scottsdale
By Mark Berent I came to Arizona in 1996 because there was hangar space at Deer Valley airport for my airplane, a WWII trainer named Rolling Thunder. Rolling Thunder was the operational name for an ill-fated bombing campaign against North Vietnam that began in 1965 under President Lyndon Baines Johnson. Rolling Thunder is also the name of the first book in my five-book Wings of War series. (See...
Natalie Keller’s Art on Exhibit: Hidden in the Hills, The Gallery at el Pedregal & More
North Scottsdale’s Natalie Keller, who writes the column, “The Artists’ Loft,” for the Peak magazine is also a talented artist. She is a member of the Sonoran Arts League, Scottsdale Artists’ League, American Women Artists, Portrait Artists of Arizona and the Oil Painters of America. She has juried into many exhibitions locally including the Arizona Art Alliance. You can see Natalie’s work on...
Roadrunner Photos
By Tom Mangelsdorf If the only time you’ve ever seen a roadrunner is in the Warner Brothers’ cartoons of years gone by, you need to get out more! The roadrunner is like no other bird in the Sonoran Desert, and you’ll never misidentify it if you see one. These birds are much more interesting in real life than their cartoon counterparts. Roadrunners can be found in the less developed areas of many habitats including Arizona, New Mexico...
On The Wild Side: The Raven Steals the Sun
By William Leroy The word âRavenâ is the common name given to the largest species of passerine birds in the genus Corvus. Corvids are also commonly referred to as âCrowsâ. In most of Europe and North America, Raven is used as a synonym for the widespread common Raven, and much of the literature and culture surrounding Ravens refers to that species. Ravens are...
The Artist’s Loft: Volunteering at the MIM
By Natalie Keller Prologue This month’s “The Artist’s Loft” column consists of two articles about volunteering at the Musical Instrument Museum (MIM). There are many different types of volunteer opportunities available. This first article provides general information about volunteering at the MIM. The second article,   The...
Artist’s Loft: Becoming a MIM Museum Guide
By Natalie Keller  Continued from The Artist’s Loft: Volunteering at the MIM Prologue This month’s “The Artist’s Loft” column consists of two articles about volunteering at the Musical Instrument Museum (MIM). There are many different types of volunteer opportunities available. This is the second article and it focuses on the...
More Sonoran Summer Skies
Photographs by Howard Myers Every year we can count on north Scottsdale resident Howard Myers to provide several collections of beautiful outdoor photographs. Thankfully, this year is no different. We invite you to share your thoughts about this article by using the “Submit a Comment” box at the bottom of this page. Your email address will not be published. All comments are reviewed based on The Peak’s Comment Policy...
Yogi Berra and Me
By Rick Smith When you get to a pro baseball game way early-hours before the first pitch is thrown you see batting practice and pepper and other warm-up exercises. Avid fans always go way early. So when I was a young boy I was lucky that my folks included “way early” as part of our family outings to a ball game. Three sisters and I were there one Sunday in downtown Detroit, in old Briggs Stadium. My mom packed a lunch. We...










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