Treasuring small-town lives

Treasuring small-town lives

Garrison Keillor said, “When a man lives in one place for most of his life, he doesn’t need GPS. He is guided by memories of boyhood bike ...

April 18th, 2019 |  


I will never say never

I will never say never

You would have thought, after 45 years of consistently being proven wrong on a nearly daily basis, I would have learned to “never say never.R...

April 17th, 2019 |  


Happy belated Tax Day

Happy belated Tax Day

April 15 is the day our federal government has decided that you must pay the taxes owed for the previous year. For many of us, we pay these incrementa...

April 16th, 2019 |  



… And all that jazz

… And all that jazz

I have always taken pride in the fact that I appreciate many types of music. While my musical preference has always rested in the country field, I als...

April 15th, 2019 |  


Self-education is power

Self-education is power

During the last few decades, the politicization of education has changed its purpose from creating an informed citizenry and an educated workforce to ...

April 11th, 2019 |  


Blessed by two families

The year was 1993. I had just began my junior year at Lynchburg-Clay High School and for some reason the start of the school year seemed different. I ...

April 10th, 2019 |  


In need of a safety net

In need of a safety net

The young guitar player, Jim Lindsey, who was down on his luck, ran his fingers across the cold, hard bars of the Mayberry jail, looking out at Andy a...

April 9th, 2019 |  


Heartfelt thanks to kindergarten volunteers

My staff at the Hillsboro City Schools Early Childhood Center and I would like to extend a heartfelt thank you to the many volunteers who donated thei...

April 8th, 2019 |  


Happy birthday, my love

Happy birthday, my love

This week I want to spend some time talking about something near and dear to my heart. Something, actually someone, who often gets overlooked, taken f...

April 8th, 2019 |  


Can we not count our blessings?

Can we not count our blessings?

She had sat at the table for hours, pen in hand but so paralyzed with grief she could not write. Finally, Nancy Mills expressed her feelings to her so...

April 4th, 2019 |