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Thank you to the people who keep America working

There is something wonderfully old-fashioned about being tired because you worked hard. Not exhausted because you spent six hours arguing with people on Facebook. Not worn out because you binge-watched an entire television series. I mean the kind of tired that comes...

‘Tools of the devil’

Didn’t own much; didn’t owe much. Read it again. Those six words explain the lifestyle of many families from just a few generations ago.  My mother was born in 1935, in the midst of the Great Depression. Most of us can’t imagine the doom and demise of that time. Those...

Dusting off the dictionary

I came across an old dictionary recently — a 1954 Webster’s New American. It has a hardbound cover, line-art illustrations on each page and cutout letter tabs along the side to help find whatever I’m looking up. There are even color maps of the world in the center....

A handshake at the city limits

If you have driven into Panora recently, you have probably noticed the new welcome signs. They are more than an inviting greeting. They are a handshake that says, “We’re glad you’re here.” A few years ago, I expressed concern about the outdated and dilapidated welcome...