So many books
I usually read more than one book at a time. I keep a book by my bed, and maybe one in the bag I take to work, but this summer I'm into overload with the books I've started.
Nothing scientific about the plane repairs, but trip was science mecca
The trip was off to a good start. Made good time to the Pittsburgh airport, narrowly missing the 100,000 people the shuttle driver said would be converging on the airport to see the Air Force Air Show at 1 p.
World Trade Organization locked in dispute between the big and the little
The biggest non-news news of the yet-young summer arrived July 1 when the Doha Development Round of World Trade Organization talks melted into a muddy puddle of recriminations as the trade yakkers in Geneva failed to even begin their "last ditch" effort to save the troubled talks.
Go ahead, call me some names
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other word would smell as sweet." - William Shakespeare Romeo and Juliet By Susan Crowell Farm and Dairy advertising representative Georgeanne Wolf hand-delivered the fax.
Quick, where are your livestock now?
Where are your livestock now? You are probably wondering what kind of question is that. Of course, we hope they're still in the field we put them into last.
Considering taxes, trade and biofuels
Outside of accuracy, honesty and tight prose, the rules established (way back in May 1993) for these 700-word weekly adventures were few.
Farming: One of life’s great struggles
Lately, I have found myself wondering what ever became of baseball great Gaylord Perry. The impressive major league baseball pitcher, who boasts a Cy Young award in both the American and National leagues, became famous years ago for quitting baseball to go into farming.
Book captures one soaring life
When I opened the package, I had no idea what the big, hardcover book was or who it came from. Bobo's Flying Circus? And then I looked below the title and saw the subtitle: "Autobiography of Gilbert Russell Evans.
Fear and loathing in the loss of a cell phone
Last week I suffered a grievous personal loss of a very dear friend. It was sudden and unexpected and although valiant lifesaving efforts were undertaken, all attempts to revive were ultimately unsuccessful.
Picking The Right Pick
The doctor took one look at Dad's leg and said we should get to the hospital. The angriest looking leg I've seen, his right calf was swollen twice its normal size, feverish, bright red like a bad burn from foot to knee.
