Saturday, June 19, 2021

Farming in the early 1950s, my father pushed to the verge of working himself to collapse. Holding down a full-time job as a tractor...

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt gives her eyebrows - all three of them - a harsher look.

Wear the scars of childhood proudly, says columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt. Today's youth are hermetically sealed.

Technologically speaking, my family and I have always been more Luddite than early-adopter. We are not the first people on the block to have high-speed this or digital that.

I am raising ingrates. My children, like so many others, are ferried about in the automotive equivalent of a living room.

I have spent nearly nine years teaching my children that patience is a virtue (although sadly, not one of mine) and that there are no stupid questions.

They say money is the root of all evil, but when it comes to modern gifting that's not even remotely true.

I can't even get arrested in this town. Well, OK, technically I could probably get arrested, but what I probably wouldn't get is a CNN ticker and headline news.

The accident happened, as these things always do, simultaneously fast and oh-so-slow.

It's time for parents to stand up and be parents, not friends, says columnist Kym Seabolt.