Getting a ‘license’ for independence
My daughter Caroline is putting her driver's permit to good use, always asking if there is any place I need to go, ever willing to drive me.
Money talks: I just don’t speak the language
Obviously, I am failing to see the big picture, money wise, and for this (and my being a writer - a career path which ranks slightly lower than illegal alien bus boy in terms of financial success), I'm unlikely to ever be obscenely, or even G-ratedly, rich.
Getting the worst job in Washington
Even before Ann Veneman quietly submitted her resignation as secretary of agriculture Nov. 12, the Washington grapevine hung heavy with a long list of likely replacements.
As things go down, look to ridge tops
Just this past week, I once again had a meeting with school officials regarding Cort's on-going struggle with his health and how that pertains to his education.
Moral values extend beyond exit poll
The surprise came from two words cropping up in the exit poll reports. Moral values. The election was hinging on moral values.
Out of the closet: It’s us against our stuff
I think I want to move.
Oh sure, I love the house, the property, the neighborhood, and the schools. All our friends are here and the dogs finally learned how to strew the trash about the yard in the most efficient manner.
Heartland Heritage
With the holidays just around the corner, many of us make a special effort to prepare special foods that are a part of our family traditions.
It’s dairy conference time again
It hardly seems like two years have passed, but the registration brochures circulating for the Ohio Dairy Management Conference confirm that they have.
Political wisdom for the heartland
The first political wisdom ever sent my way came from the gravelly throat of Everett Dirksen.
During Dirksen's 1968 reelection stop in my southern Illinois hometown, I asked the white-maned Senate Minority Leader how he'd outflank Mayor Daley's Chicago vote machine.
Staring down the mouse that roared
I am decidedly a country girl from way back, but I confess to one odd trait that makes me look like a city kid in the biggest way.
