Folks like me (geezers) love to talk about the good old days, back when everything was better.
That was my granddaughter Juniper’s take on it, at least. We were having lunch following a visit to the museum when she shared her problems with “my generation.”
Columnists
MIKE TAYLOR: History stunks
AMISH COOK: A season of new beginnings
Spring is bursting in splendor. Birds sing the sweetest of songs in melodious chirps, grass is growing tall enough to mow, and the garden is being tilled.
Spring. Could life be any better than in this season of new beginnings?
STEVE MERREN: A bad stigma and an unfortunate misconception
“You’ll end up dead!” they said.
“What are you looking for? Drugs?” they continued.
MAUREEN BURNS: Rushing around smartly?
What is it about being in a hurry? Haven’t we all done it? I can’t be the only one who tells her dog, “Hurry.” Even though he may not understand, I still say it, often.
PASTOR COOPER: Not religious, but spiritual?
I am certain that the one thing the devil excels at is to make a lie seem like an irresistible truth.
The first lie ever recorded was proposed to Eve in the Garden of Eden and was designed to capture Eve’s imagination by suggesting that she could be like God.
MIKE TAYLOR: Life in the Water War trenches
Every so often, something happens that makes it hard for me to hate humanity. I decide the world would be a better place if it contained fewer homo sapiens, and then some do-gooder comes along to make me question my negative assessment.
Such was the case this past Monday.
AMISH COOK: A day at country school
Seventeen children came beaming in the doorway.
There was a slight shuffling as they placed their coats on the couch and lined up in three rows to sing. Our country school next door was having a special day, and we got to be a part of it.
MAUREEN BURNS: Where’s that pen?
Oh, man, sometimes do you do stuff that makes you wonder? Lately that has become my M.O. Are there any other people out there shaking their head at themselves?