Sunday, November 8, 2026

If a wall is going to fall on me (and it's generally safe to assume it WILL), then you would think that at the VERY least, something valuable could fall with it.

For those of you who have read this column for a number of years, you already know that I am a sentimental fool.

The file's contents spilled out of one folder and into a second. Then a third. For at least seven years in the late 1980s and until 1993, we tracked and reported and wrote about the research and pending FDA decision on the use and commercial sale of bovine somatotropin, or bST.

It wasn't even Labor Day yet when Halloween decorations, cards and other gimcracks appeared on store shelves.

(Editor's note: When OSU Extension Dairy Specialist Dianne Shoemaker went to buy some iodine for their farm, she discovered she couldn't get it where she's always purchased it.

Simply stated, I haven't learned to say "No." I'm not complaining; I just need to explain that I'm spread as thin as I can be.

In one episode of the 1970s television series M*A*S*H, an eminently paranoid Army intelligence officer tags flag-waving Frank Burns a Communist sympathizer because Burns subscribes to flag-waving Reader's Digest.

He is wanted for transgressions against humanity. His alleged crime spree includes such offenses as touching, being "weird," "totally annoying" and, on occasion, "looking at me funny.

Editor: I am a 4-H'er in Trumbull County who sold animals in the livestock sale, which took place July 14.

The plucky planter on the back of our bathroom commode still makes me feel appreciated. It arrived at our house one morning in early June.