Author Archives: kentnewhouse

It may take a while, but first memories are there. They have to be….we remember them.

This may be autobiographical.  If so, it comes with the caveat that most of it is made up. 

True friendship knows no grading scale.

On the set of The Cisco Kid just after Paul Landres yells ‘Cut’!

A handful of years have slipped past since Salty entered immortality and time has not decreased his memory in the Valley. On this anniversary of his death about a hundred people attend the Requiem Mass said for Salty today at … Continue reading →

Cat begins carrying a knife when he’s seven-years old….to sharpen his big yellow #2 Ticonderoga pencil. This small folding pocket knife gift from his Grandfather begins a lifelong love of knives. By the time he’s 25, he’s constructing knives. By … Continue reading →

A bright morning Sun lights up the Valley as Aunt Jean arrives at Father Alkire’s place. Her pickup full of contributions for the Valley’s annual Midsummer’s Eve Party.                   Beer and ice and                   a hint of original artwork                   for Newhouse.

1This is the story of my life.                  Well…..The story of my life from my point of view. From my point of view at this moment.This present moment…..                  Right here.                  Right now.  2Wild Billy the Buddhist … Continue reading →

SkyPilot.….Father Alkire stories collected from NewhouseNotebook are now in book format.Available electronically for free on Apple Books.Available in paperback for $10 on Amazon Books. 

The end of an American dream….hitchhiking across the country and back again.