Editorials

Faces & Places

“What is Man? Man is a noisome bacillus whom Our Heavenly Father created because he was disappointed in the monkey.” ~ Mark Twain Is it just me, or do we all feel stuck in a Far Side Snow Globe and can’t get out? It’s crowded and loud, and nothing makes sense.
Paxton trial completes first week

Paxton trial completes first week

Paxton trial completes first week

The first week of suspended Texas Attorney General Ken Paxton’s impeachment trial in the Senate ended with his former lead law enforcement officer testifying an Austin developer alleged to have bribed Paxton constructed a “conspiracy theory” that federal officials altered a search warrant for his...
Crazy about the guayabera shirt

Crazy about the guayabera shirt

Crazy about the guayabera shirt

You’ve probably seen the guayabera shirt. It’s worn untucked and has either two or four pockets and vertical stripes of pleats front and back. It’s made of cotton, linen or silk and is popular in warm climates. We certainly qualify for that distinction in Texas this year.
Perspective vs. Priorities

Perspective vs. Priorities

Perspective vs. Priorities

Publisher/editor Laurie Brown — whom I admire a great deal — imparted one of the best pieces of advice I’ve received as an editor. She said to never editorialize something on page two that you didn’t cover on page one.
2 Cents Worth

2 Cents Worth

2 Cents Worth

Hurrah it's sprinkling in Aspermont, Texas, look when you never get any rain, it just goes west of you or east of you we are thankful for a sprinkle!!!! Maybe Joe's turnips will come up now he's been babying them and so far they are not coming up for him so maybe the sprinkles will help.
'Gather ye rosebuds…'

'Gather ye rosebuds…'

'Gather ye rosebuds…'

Poetry. Yep, I am writing about it again because of 100 minutes spent in Wal-Mart with my granddaughter. But before I get to that, here’s a poetry story from just last week that made me want to pen a limerick. There was a darn man from the South Who let mean things ooze from his mouth.

The Meaning of Education

I’m writing this after the first day of school at Stamford ISD. It is also the first day (or near to it) for many other communities in my readership. I have previously written that the first day of school is a New Year’s Day of sorts in a community.
2 Cents Worth

2 Cents Worth

2 Cents Worth

I got out to water early this morning before it got hot, my poor little flowers I'm not watering all of them, they have done their due but I have really enjoyed them and from what you all have told me you have enjoyed them, too.
Consenting to blindness

Consenting to blindness

Consenting to blindness

Any halfway decent writing instructor would tell you to avoid clichés like the plague — see what I did there — yet I would gather I’m not alone when saying things like, “There are not enough hours in the day” or “There’s just not enough of me to go around.