Editorial

Through a veteran’s eyes

By Lynette Sowell With Veterans Day being tomorrow, I thought I’d do something I haven’t done before, have a guest writer for my column. I’m not a veteran, but I am a daughter, niece, granddaughter, and cousin of veterans.

A pretty package

By Renae Brumbaugh In my bathroom drawer, I have about every type of cosmetic product you can imagine. There is lipstick, lip liner, eyeshadow, eyeliner, blush, mascara . . . even some sparkly, glittery stuff to give me that fairy-talish quality.

Hillary: It’s the Sexism, Stupid

By Rich Lowry It was inevitable that Bernie Sanders would be accused of sexism sooner or later. His day came at the signature Jefferson-Jackson dinner in Iowa.

To choose or not to choose

By Lynette Sowell   Sometimes when my husband and I decide to go out to eat, it really doesn’t matter to me where we go. I’m just happy to be going out and happy to be with him. Sometimes I’ll say, “You pick a place.” I decide not to choose, which is still making a choice—to let him choose.

Just like a man

By Renae Brumbaugh Last week, my dear mother asked me to help her find a box of pictures in her storage building. Now, I try to be a good daughter. I try to do as I’m told, and help out when I can.

Bernie’s Foolish Crush on Sweden

By Rich Lowry Scandinavia is the American left’s Shangri-La. It is the land of social democracy and of all good things. It is the answer to any objection that new welfare benefits can’t be adopted here: But look how well they work in Sweden.

State says funding to Planned Parenthood will be cut

By Ed Sterling   The state Health and Human Services Commission notified Planned Parenthood affiliates in Texas on Oct. 19 that state funding they have been receiving through the Medicaid program would be cut.

Thinking big

By Lynette Sowell   You can’t just send a toy up into space...or can you? Most of us keep pretty busy with the usual stuff of life: work, family, kids, pets, household “stuff,” etc. We don’t wonder about things like that.

Buzzard Barf

By Renae Brumbaugh   Today, a buzzard threw up on my car. I tried and tried to come up with a better way to open this article. A gentler, more delicate way to tell you what happened. But how does one describe buzzard barf in a pretty way? It is what it is. And it stinks.