Last week I forgot to do something — a thing I haven’t forgotten to do for the past 12 years in a row. On the first day of school, I forgot to take the picture.
The Bolivar Liberator football team participated in a “jamboree” last night, still a rather new concept for those of us from the dark ages. That event took place in Mt. Vernon and involved multiple teams.
Recall city hall! Just in case the good folks of Bolivar haven’t noticed, fat chance, there is a huge traffic problem within our midst that nobody at city hall seems to be doing anything about.
Some of the best things about living in a county as close-knit as ours are the relationships — the real relationships — local elected officials have with their constituents.
Summertime, when I was a boy, began the moment Fair Grove school bus No. 10 dropped us off for the last time in spring and lay before us like a prairie too wide to see across.
As journalists, we have an enormous responsibility to report the news fairly and evenly. In my 30 years in the newspaper industry, I have made it my mission to treat everyone fairly. Favoritism has no place in journalism.
Another birthday has come and gone and my modest number of social media friends may or may not have noticed that I did not request that they make a contribution to any specific charity in honor of my humble occasion.
I read the last page of a book last night, which is good because maybe now I’ll catch up on the sleep I’ve missed while reading “just one more chapter” for the past several nights.