Opinion

It seemed as if it should be simple enough. Used to be that way. I wanted to go to my hometown of my home country and sprinkle the ashes of my oldest friend’s mother on the sea wall, where we used to hang out...

Our first meeting was an interesting one. I had been hired as her boss at the local paper. She took me to see one of her oldest friends and clients. I was told by the customer, in no uncertain terms, that if I took...

She was already 10 days later. My sister Rosie and her best friend Charla had been there at our house for the birth that didn’t happen (they did leave behind a very nice teddy bear called Rob who is still around today), and then...

I was thinking about a tale for this week’s column about how a real bank robber would feel when watching a film about a make-believe gangster, with anticipation it would be an easy read as my muse seemed intent upon escape from current events,...

Local column by George Worthy

It was simply one of those days. A wake-up call that didn’t involve coffee or soft music, let alone the sound of little birds singing to herald the dawning of a new day. “This is Bank of America. We have reason to believe that...

You knew it was going to happen. What’s that? You didn’t know. Well, let me tell you it’s true! Last week I got on my soapbox about taxes, and since it’s April, why not continue my rant.  Instead of working on helping “We the People,”...

The Covid-19 pandemic has dominated the headlines for 18 months — and rightly so. But there is another respiratory virus that still demands our full attention. I’m referring to the all-too-common influenza, a viral infection that can be deadly, especially in high-risk groups. The flu...

Well, hello! Did you miss me last week? Yeah, I know that you need my column so you can have something to put on the bottom of your birdcage. I could lie to you with some far-fetched excuse about why I missed the deadline, but...

You cannot be in Idaho without thinking potato. For most of the uninformed world, that is its claim to fame. We noted on the map that husband’s tribe, The Blackfoot or Blackfeet tribe, had their own town of Blackfoot on our route and, not...