Opinion

Window on the World by Lucy Jensen

Have you ever asked yourself, “What do I want to be when I grow up?” For those of you who know me, you might say I’m still trying to figure that out. I come from humble means and always wanted to make my mom...

Do you have grandchildren? I am blessed with two wonderful grandchildren and one great-grandson. I love it when they come over and I can dazzle them with my stories of where I have been and what I have done. I also keep a little...

It is a fact that as the human body ages, noticeable changes take place on those parts that are visible, as accumulated years show on our bones and skin and teeth and hair. We who are over and above three score years are fully...

For those of us who are now in our seventh decade, and those of decades more, there are certain times in history that may influence us in often-profound ways. It stands to reason, then, that any news story which gobbled up precious air time...

It seems I missed the deadline for last week’s paper. I could go on and tell you about how I was captured by some of the folks swimming across the Rio Grande and held until Prez Biden paid for my release. Of course, you...

I am sure you who read this column have no doubt noticed recently I’ve been a day late and a dollar short, to torture a metaphor. A couple weeks ago I mentioned Maddie and Tae, a singing duo advertised at the Fairgrounds, and as...

To the Editor: Today I read about an upcoming ceremony for veterans who served in Vietnam. Unlike other military members in previous wars, they were not given a hero’s welcome upon their return. Now, 50 years after their homecoming, the Vietnam War Commemoration is honoring veterans with...

To the Editor: This time last year I wrote to express my disappointment that the Rustler had not given the Ricky Graham Memorial Short Track Race any coverage; not one word, not one photo. You published my letter and in an Editor’s Note explained that you...

Years ago, I’d never received the memo that you work for your life and not the other way around. Gradually as the grey hairs grew and the wisdom pearls hatched a little from dusty eggs of experience, I realized that most of us are...