Opinion

Statistics show that nearly 3 in 10 Americans actually make New Year’s resolutions in an effort to hold themselves accountable. Such a practice is not new. Some 4,000 years ago, the ancient Babylonias made annual promises to the gods to pay their debts and...

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...

Put on your thinking cap and try to remember what you were doing four months ago. Were you getting ready to go out to dinner? How about seeing that movie you wanted the whole family to see? Meeting with a Bible study group? Well,...

“Honey, did you forget to write your column?” She uses the tone of voice that brings me back to earth from my revere. I had been sitting here staring at the blinking reminder that I wasn’t doing what I knew I had to do....

“It must first be said that with increased residential and agricultural use and improved water management, flood concern is not what it was a few decades back.” Regarding the above statement, if I can be forgiven for using baseball metaphors at the height of football...

Today as I sit down to put my thoughts to paper, I am very troubled, maybe even frightened. I speak of the current political situation in our nation’s capital. I don’t suppose I need to reiterate the situations that are occurring. All you have...

I have written prior about my past educational forays at college and university level, so I thought passing on standards of operation regarding television studio and field reporting may interest some. The field report, or onsite report, consists of two separate footages edited together...

Deep in numb confusion that dulls the senses and creates quivers of fear for the sanity of the world and the civilized folk out in it, and during another white night of incredulity, with curdled brain, I toss and turn from hot to cool...

In a rare case of a column running too long, I offer this story as a two-parter… One day I came home from school, it was 1964 and I was in the sixth grade in Greenfield Elementary School, and my father handed me a book...

We should go, shouldn’t we? Shouldn’t we go? Life happens when you are busy making other plans. And isn’t that always the way. My mother-in-law, who had been suffering with Parkinson’s and dementia at my sister-in-law’s house in Oregon, had taken a bad fall...