Columns

Before launching a paean to spring — surely it is here by now — I must express fervent thanks to readers and friends who took the time and trouble to send me condolences about the Feb. 26 death of my sister, Barbara.

If either you or I get in a high-stakes poker game and we lose our shirts, an absolute certain bet is that the government will not bail us out.

“So tiny, so mighty,” I’ve heard people describe our church choir with those phrases.

Hello from Hazard! Our mailbox was full of hazard-ous guesses this week. There were a few more responses to Item No. 827, confirming what we published...

This morning, the sun is finally shining and the faint sound of chirping birds has been music to the ears. The remnants of...

I have often said that the reason I enjoy being a “columnist,” rather than a “journalist” is that the former can use random numbers like a “jzillion dollars” without remorse, while the latter has to report with accuracy on dull-as-dishwater things like the Gross National Product and how much it costs to fill the pothole in front of your house. (Curiously, about a “jzillion dollars.”)

My recent column about surviving our childhoods of the 1950s and 1960s prompted several letters and comments from people who said they could surely relate to the sentiment!

Around Farm and Dairy, it pays to listen to Rilla Gruber

Despite what psychoanalysts might claim, not everything that is wrong with you is your mother’s fault.

Budgeting helps guide you through your decision-making process as you attempt to commit resources to the most profitable enterprises on the farm.