I remember when I was a child and my mother was beside herself with frustration. She would look at us and say, “Would you kids just give me a little peace and quiet.” I was young. I wasn’t sure why that was so coveted but I understood that it must be something precious.
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AMISH COOK: Sleeping in crowded quarters
Who sleeps where? Should the top bunk be reserved for the oldest, or should the younger ones take a turn in it? The novelty of sleeping in the top bunk deteriorated some years ago.
MIKE TAYLOR: This is art?!
I don’t know art, but I know what I don’t like and I’m looking at it right now. Incredibly, it’s a photo of my daughter, one she took herself (I can only hope). But not one I was ever supposed to see. Let me back up a minute. I was sitting here in my easy chair about an hour ago, feet up, cold beer sweating beside me, a good book waiting on the end table … I had my evening planned. Then my phone binged. It bings a lot. As a rule, the people binging me are not people I enjoy getting binged by.
AMISH COOK: Family hunting season tradition
The annual dinner of deer heart and apple dumplings rolled around again. It’s been a family tradition for 20 years or so. The first evening of shotgun season, us siblings all gather at Dad and Mom’s for deer stories and dumplings with deer heart. I know that combination may sound odd, and perhaps it is, but then as I tell the children, “Homemade memories are the best.” Perhaps homemade concoctions bring the best of warmth in years to come.
MAUREEN BURNS: Man, just be yourself
I was about to put away my Thanksgiving “stuff” and thought maybe I should share what we’ve done differently with our turkey the past two years. It’s made a yummy difference and some of you might want to try it next year.
DAVID OLIVER: Trees of righteousness
The church I pastor enjoyed a season of outreach and excitement when it relocated to its present facility back in 2003.
MIKE TAYLOR: I should carry a badge
I’m too old to be a cop. Even if I weren’t old, that’s a job I wouldn’t want. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got nothing against our men and women in blue. I spent years working as a “law and order” reporter, covering cops and courts. In that time, I got to know my share of police officers. Here’s what I learned in the process: they’re like everyone else. Some are schmucks, some are dedicated, hard-working public servants. In my experience, the good ones vastly outnumber the schmucks.
SANDY MAIN: Once Upon a Daily
150 years ago “Gas lights” — Gas was first lighted in Greenville on Friday evening, Nov. 26.
MAUREEN BURNS: Pa rum pum pum pum
Well, folks, Turkey Day is history. Now, on to Christmas. Are you ready? Buckle up, buttercup. Here we go. The December calendars are filling. Delivery trucks are busy. Before I go on, let me take a moment to celebrate a couple we met when we moved here, 55 years ago. Can you believe that?
SANDY MAIN: Once Upon a Daily
150 years ago “Why no street lamps?” — Pedestrians stumbling along the streets lately of dark nights wonder why the city uses its street lamps no more. They used to burn frequently even on moonlight nights. As kerosene is cheaper than gas, the city can certainly afford to use the twelve kerosene lamps now if it can afford to use […]
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