Opinion

Do you have a “smart phone?” I’m not sure what makes a smart phone or a dumb phone, but I’m pretty sure I got the dumb one. I mean, I see folks walking around all day looking at their phones, and if the phones...

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To the Editor: Thanks for bringing Steve Wilson back to your pages. I found his column about words in last week’s edition creative, thought-provoking and thoroughly enjoyable. In contrast, your other contributing columnist’s whining about what he deems unfair felt like its complete antithesis. Closing with...

Having left our children at Billings Airport and no doubt shed a couple of tears, we shall be staying at the Laughing Horse Lodge, which just begs you to stay there no matter what. Actually, the very reason I do want very much to...

Here is a little story about one little incident back in my days of riding motorized two-wheeled transports, also known as motorcycles. Like many of my stories, this one takes place in Greenfield back in the halcyon days of teenhood. (Hey, if there can...

Nearly naked knees collide beneath the covers as cops and bad guys wrestle repeatedly on a motel bed. Lovers, doughnuts and bagpipes are involved too! The comedy is nonstop in this play by Paul Smith Slade. Our Stage Hands are acknowledged masters of the...

Telehealth is the use of electronic communications to provide and deliver health care services over large and small distances. Also called digital medicine, this modern advancement represents a major shift in both the administration of medicine and in the venues where it’s provided. At Mee...

Mapping it on from Billings was a bit of a wrench for our boy Aaron, since you can never see everyone you want to when you go home; though he did manage to connect with two grandmas, a grandpa and an uncle in the...

I had to do it, the time had come, so I walked stoutly to the middle of the Oak Avenue overcrossing and stepped over the rail, took a long look around me at my hometown of Greenfield, California, then jumped to the dirt below. That...

I don’t know if I will see you or speak to you before Good Old Santa comes sliding down the chimney. I like to tell folks “Merry Christmas” during this holiday. I sometimes forget to say it if the conversation is short. But most of...