Have you ever met someone who’s soul just shined through their words, smile and actions?
My grandparents received exactly one paycheck per year, usually in mid-August when they took calves to market. I was probably 5 or 6 years old the first time I got to go to the sale and sit in the grandstand as the cattle were auctioned off in lots.
We all have this core memory that reminds us of the day we gained consciousness. The type of memory where a person can point to the moment they felt their being and their place in the world.
A warm heart, unbreakable smile and butterflies in your stomach…I’m not talking about love. No, I’m talking about something far more powerful and caring, community restaurants.
I am greatly concerned about giving Covid vaccines to children and adolescents/teenagers. Healthy children under 12 have nearly zero risk of dying from Covid disease, and the risk gets smaller and smaller the younger the children are. A child aged 12 or under has a greater chance of dying fr…
Once upon a memory, my mother held my hand while we walked from our small apartment in Turku to the local market. I can still see the spring dew just starting to blossom on every green surface it could find. I can still hear the whizzing of cars when they sped past us. I can still smell the …
Editor’s note: The following is not critical of our local Dickinson County Health Department. However, someone with the Kansas Department of Health and Environment which is leading the coronavirus vaccination drive needs to rethink the application.
In light of members of the media from MSNBC, CNN, the Minneapolis Star and others being shot at during rioting this weekend, Sunday morning I penned a piece about journalists putting themselves in harm’s way.