Archive for March, 2009


The best-laid plans of mice and men…

In the inimitable words of Robert Burns (adapted), “The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry”. I imposed a deadline upon myself to have my revised website up and running by January 1. Well, I’m three months late and it’s still not quite complete. But it’s online now and my latest patterns are available. The older stuff is available too, but you’ll have to email me if there’s something you need and I don’t have paypal for you to access. I’m always happy to invoice. You can always reach me at

So….Hookerbear Creations is available for your viewing pleasure. It’s not what I had envisioned. Truth be told, it’s not very professional BUT it serves the purpose of restoring my presence in cyberworld.

In a couple weeks I will be teaching a beginner’s crochet class for parents and children.  This concept came to me earlier this month as I was teaching the 10 year old daughter of  the LYS owner. While this child was exceptionally bright and quick to learn,  it occurred to me that if her mother (or father) was learning along with her, that additional resource could help her retain the skills I taught her and could enable her to advance in her knowledge. So, I immediately put forth my proposal to Bente, her mother (and my boss) who readily embraced the idea.  I really think we are breaking new ground, at least in my neck of the woods. I can’t wait to begin. Wish me luck. I’ll keep you posted.

Spring has finally sprung which means my birthday is just around the corner. (Well, since my birthday is in June, the corner is, at least, in sight!) Remember when we couldn’t wait to be older? Remember when we  would count the days until our 16th birthday so we could get a driver’s license? How difficult was the wait before our 21st birthday?

Well, folks, I do not want any more birthdays. I do not want to be any older.  This year I will be 59.   59!!!!!!!!!!!!! How did this happen? No one asked me if I was ready to be old.  Holy smokes! Next year I’ll be 60!!! Wait a minute. I won’t be 60 if I don’t want to. I hereby declare that my 59th birthday will be the last I acknowledge. The government knows how old I am but I’ll be damned if any one else is gonna find out!!! Oh crap. I just told you.


In This My Home

Last Saturday, in the city I call my home, one lone, desperate individual took the lives of four police officers. I sit here, having just watched, on television, the end of a three hour memorial attended by more than 20,000 fellow officers and citizens, saddened and outraged that this could happen…anywhere! These four men died simply because they were doing their jobs.

I came of age in the turbulent 60’s. In those days, many of my peers had little or no respect for cops. As it was, we called them pigs. We had no regard for anyone in authority, anyone whom we held responsible for the troubles of the day. Just as we (incorrectly and unfortunately) blamed the military for the Viet Nam war, we blamed the police for enforcing any law which we felt oppressed us. Some even help the cops responsible for the commonplace race riots of the times. It’s all so simple to single out a group or groups and vent all anger, misplaced or not. But it is folly and irresponsible.

I’m not saying that there has never been legitimate complaint against law enforcement. Though not commonplace here, racial profiling does exist. There has, in the past, been selective enforcement of the law, favoring public officials and/or their families. But none of this gives excuse to the tradegy visited on my community.

We are all diminished by the horror of last Saturday. Oakland has longed suffered, by comparison, in the shadow of it’s big sister across the bay. It’s citizens have worked hard and long to dust off the undeserved reputation of violence and intolerance. I can only hope and pray that the outpouring of love, gratitude and respect shown by my fellow citizens today will translate into a renewed attitude and determination to make Oakland a home of which we can continue to be proud.

Follows is the Congressional Resolution introduced by Rep. Barbara Lee of Oakland:


Honoring the lives, and mourning the loss, of Sergeant Mark Dunakin,

Sergeant Ervin Romans, Sergeant Daniel Sakai, and Officer John Hege,

members of the Oakland Police Department in California who were

brutally slain in the line of duty.



Honoring the lives, and mourning the loss, of Sergeant Mark

Dunakin, Sergeant Ervin Romans, Sergeant Daniel

Sakai, and Officer John Hege, members of the Oakland

Police Department in California who were brutally slain

in the line of duty.

Whereas since May 17, 1792, when Deputy Sheriff Isaac

Smith of the New York City Sheriffs Office was killed,

more than 18,270 Federal, State, and local law enforcement

officers have died in the line of duty;

Whereas on Saturday, March 21, 2009, in Oakland, California,

Sergeant Mark Dunakin, Sergeant Ervin Romans,

Sergeant Dan Sakai, and Officer John Hege, all of theOakland Police Department, were killed by gunfire while

serving in the line of duty;

Whereas the senseless slaying of Sergeants Dunakin, Romans,

and Sakai, and Officer Hege represents the first

multiple-fatality shooting incident of law enforcement officers

in the United States in more than a year, and the

first time in more than 15 years that 4 law enforcement

officers were killed by gunfire in the line of duty in a single


Whereas the killing of Sergeants Dunakin, Romans, and

Sakai, and Officer Hege represents the deadliest incident

involving California public safety officers since the infamous

‘‘Newhall Incident’’ occurred nearly 40 years ago in

Los Angeles County on April 6, 1970, when 4 California

highway patrolmen were killed in a gun battle with

2heavily armed suspects, an incident so traumatic and

shocking to the Nation that it galvanized the movement

to reform police training procedures, firearms use, and

arrest techniques;

Whereas the slaying of Sergeants Dunakin, Romans, and

Sakai, and Officer Hege serve as a reminder that the

risks assumed by police officers daily in serving and protecting

their communities continue to be enormous, ever

present, and lethal, even as the number of law enforcement

officers killed by gunfire in the United States has

steadily declined over the last 20 years;

Whereas the bravery, devotion to duty, and love of community

of these fallen heroes has forever earned them a

place in the hearts and memories of the citizens they willingly

risked their lives to protect, an honor that comes

at enormous cost to the people who knew them best, loved them most, and remember them simply as husbands,

fathers, brothers, sons, and friends;

Whereas Sergeant Mark Dunakin of Tracy, California, was

an 18-year veteran of the Oakland Police Department, a

graduate of Chabot College in Hayward, California, an

experienced homicide investigator, and according to his

captain, ‘‘a cop’s cop,’’ who was ‘‘absolutely committed to

anything that he leads’’ and absolutely devoted to his

wife Angela and their 3 children;

Whereas Sergeant Ervin ‘‘Erv’’ Romans of Danville, California,

was a 13-year veteran of the Oakland Police Department,

one of the most capable members of the Oakland

Police SWAT Team, and highly respected for his

work in the Narcotics Division of the Department, where

he was responsible for solving several major drug cases;

Whereas Sergeant Daniel Sakai of Castro Valley, California,

was considered by his peers and supervisors as a rising

star on the Oakland Police SWAT Team, where he served

as leader of the entry team and was beloved for his dedication

to serving others, as evidenced by his previous

work as a community service officer at University of California,

Berkeley, escorting students around campus at

night, and his tenure as an English teacher in Japan, but

most of all by his devotion to his wife Jennifer and their

young daughter;

Whereas Officer John Hege of Concord, California, was a 10-

year veteran of the Oakland Police Department who

graduated from St. Mary’s College of California, taught

at Tennyson High School in Hayward, California, loved

both his dog and umpiring high school baseball games,

and knew the incredible joy of realizing his cherished

dream of becoming a motorcycle cop, and who could al-ways be counted on by his colleagues to be one of the

first to respond to requests for assistance or to cheerfully

volunteer to help on departmental projects; and

Whereas in the face of this horrible loss, the people of Oakland,

California, have come together and rededicated

themselves to making Oakland the safe and peaceful community

that Sergeants Dunakin, Romans, and Sakai, and

Officer Hege sacrificed their lives to preserve and defend:

Now, therefore, be it

1 Resolved, That the House of Representatives extends

2 its condolences to the families and loved ones of Oakland

3 Police Department Sergeant Mark Dunakin, Sergeant

4 Ervin Romans, Sergeant Daniel Sakai, and Officer John

5 Hege and stands in solidarity with the people of Oakland,

6 California, their neighbors in the East Bay, and entire

7 Bay Area community, as they celebrate the lives, and

8 mourn the loss, of these 4 remarkable and selfless heroes

9 who represented the best of their community and the fu

10 ture the people of Oakland are determined to create for

11 their children, grandchildren, and generations to come.

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Arriving at the Purly Gates

I mentioned over one year ago that I had set my mind to learn to knit.  I tried ….I really did.  I could cast on like a pro, but then, nothing. My fingers insisted on crochet…which is rather hard to do with two knitting needles. I had it in my mind that I should learn the Continental method since the yarn would be held the same as in crochet. My friend Stefan at the LYS (where I also teach) instructs the English method so stubbon me did not take his class. While my determination never wavered, I put knitting on the back burner. It would happen when it happened.

Well, I have recently taken on the job of crochet instructor at two other yarn shops in the area. As luck would have it, the owner of one of the stores is teaching a class in Continental next Saturday and I’m going to do it….and, because I am now an employee, I won’t even have to pay for the class. I am totally psyched.  It’s gonna happen.

Now, there is no guarantee that I will take to knitting as easily and quickly as I did crochet. I will feel the total fool if I don’t “get it”. I am not a good student, which is why I taught myself to crochet. For whatever reason (be it ego, pride, stubbornness or insecurity), I am not readily responsive to instruction. I want to know it all now! I have no patience with myself for not knowing. Maybe I should have a cocktail before going so I won’t be so hyper. Bente, the shop owner, is a lovely woman with an endearing Danish accent. I hope we are still friends after this endeavor. 🙂

I’ll keep you posted.

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