Opinion

I won’t ask you about how your New Year is or will be. Shoot, I don’t think anyone is enjoying our holidays when you think about how many of our loved ones have been lost to the pandemic. I have told you that I came...

Was there ever a time in your life when you may have done something that was frowned upon by all that knew you? I wish I was smart enough to explain to you what I am thinking about, but when I scratch out a...

To the Editor: The first time I experienced the highly skilled and professional services of the Mee Memorial Hospital Emergency Department, it was all my fault. I had dumped my motorcycle out on Oasis Road and literally left my Shakespearean “pound of flesh” on the roadway. Battered and...

Do you have a favorite TV channel? I have just about given up on the major stations and news from anyone. I happen to like the Fox channel. I started watching Fox back when Bill O’Reilly was on and then he got kicked off...

Greetings on the last day of 2025. And what a year it has been. As I look back on this year, I think about what those of us in our senior years, that being anyone 70 years old and up, have seen happen in...

What a great weekend for Mother’s Day. I hope you got to see and tell your mother how happy you are that she is your mother and what she means to you. I got to see what’s left of the family that lives around...

Last week I wrote a little to explain why Special Forces are such revered soldiers. It is because they have studied small unit warfare for at least three months back at Fort Bragg, the home of Special Forces. This is where they earn the...

I began this column at 4 a.m. last Thursday and expect to finish sometime in the next 84 hours or so, at which time my goal is to give a brief recitation of this past weekend. But first I want to talk about asphalt....

I suppose that today I should write something about how messed up our government is, but I think that would be too easy. There is no use in restating my thoughts about how miserable it is being run right now. If you read anything...

“You’re here.” I hear your whisper. It comes down on a wisp of wind from the mountains above your home. Where your shell now lies still, and your spirit is at peace. Once listless and always searching, you finally slowed your quest to live...