Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Even by its Olympic standards for hyperbole and hypocrisy, the performance of the U.S. Senate during the fruitless, pre-Thanksgiving farm bill debate was breathtaking.

While you're recovering from Thanksgiving feasts and looking ahead to another month of holiday gorging, chew on these numbers: 702 million pounds The amount of sweet potatoes grown in 2006 in North Carolina, the nation's largest producer.

When I write about my life, people actually ask, with a straight face, if I make things up. When you learn about my people - my family - you soon realize that embellishment is rarely necessary.

It seems a shame to begin thinking of Christmas before Thanksgiving has come and gone, but that is just what I've done for more years now than I care to keep track of.

In these very troubled times - national troubles, global troubles, financial troubles, violence troubles, climate and weather troubles, energy troubles, war troubles, strike troubles, health troubles, ad infinitum - there are many families who will surely have trouble being thankful this Thanksgiving Day.

Writer Sue Hubbell, a fiercely independent beekeeper who makes her living all alone on her land in the Ozarks, had to be convinced that she had a memoir worth writing.

Despite Thanksgiving's late November arrival, neither we nor the neighbors of the southern Illinois farm of my youth were done with harvest by the harvest holiday.

A good friend's father had a quadruple bypass two weeks ago. It's been a stressful, uncertain time for their family, but his health outlook is strong.

I am a soccer mom and I am OK with that.

We often feel nostalgic and take time for reflection at holiday time. I hope you'll take some time for this poem.
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