When will voices raise real facts?
Rare is the day when either an editor or several readers do not call or e-mail to note the heavy population of facts residing in this space.
The perfect place for children to play
Sometimes, in the midst of living life, we forget the importance of fun and games in the big scheme of things.
Is that a Superfund site or a farm?
White HAZMAT suits. That's what I think of when I hear the words "Superfund site." White suits with self-contained breathing apparatus, gloves, boots.
Sing a Song of Squirrels
"Many years ago in the '60s, Black squirrels of London Were exported far away, To Kent State University Where they populate today.
Beat the rush, be thankful this week
With the Irish clan and the Germanic horde again descending on our home this Thanksgiving, the week preceding their arrival threatens more action than the following week's three-day, four-night holiday cruise on the SS Club Guebert.
No praise needed for a job well-done
Have you ever noticed that words of praise lift us momentarily, while sharp words of criticism often linger, prompting thoughts of what we should have said in response, over and over, for days on end.
Making farmland preservation work
The screen in the darkened room showed a rural road now bordered on the left by new homes. "I used to farm this," said Knox County's Tim Norris as he flipped to the next slide.
My pilgrim progress, or not so much
I have nothing against Thanksgiving. Really. Any holiday that has pie as its main export is all right with me.
Superhero’s mom has hands of steel
From the moment I held my firstborn son in my arms, I realized, almost instantaneously, that this wild, wonderful, unpredictably joyous journey I had only just begun would, in the blink of a moment, lead to my own planned obsolescence.
For Our Veterans
Appropriate words for this time of year, let's consider the following popular poem attributed to Father Dennis O'Brien, M.
