You don’t own any cattle, so the court-clouded Canadian beef import rule doesn’t affect you, right?
Likewise, you don’t make fructose, raise sugar beets or grow cotton so all that mumbo-jumbo about NAFTA, CAFTA, TRIPS and the WTO is better left to those smart trade-talkers in Washington, Brussels and Geneva.
The whole Social Security reform issue is:
a) confusing, so I tune it out
b) political, so I tune it out
c) someone else’s problem
d) all of the above
e) there’s a problem?
At times, I’m afraid, we all feel like selecting any one of these options.
On Jan. 21, the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) announced the air quality compliance agreement.
I make hard-boiled eggs just a few times a year – usually to make deviled eggs; now that my kids are growing up, we haven’t taken time to color them for Easter.
As time marches on, the changing of seasons remains the same, but little else has been untouched by the progression of time.
The first hint of spring brings big iron and big irony to the winter-rested Illinois prairie.
Last week, a busload of Pennsylvania farmers visited three dairy farms in eastern Ohio as part of a dairy profitability tour.
I am the first to admit that sometimes I make a mess of things. I try to teach my kids that the best reaction is to ‘fess up, take responsibility, fix what I can, learn from my mistakes and move on.
Familiar moments float to the surface of my memory pool at Easter time. I can’t imagine anyone not enjoying leisure time with the Sunday comics, but I believe my fondness for the funnies traces back to the Easter mornings I spent with Dallas Clapsadle.
I remember as a child being obsessed with horses and the cowboy life. It consumed our play, it invaded our dreams.