Editorial

Sandpaper People

By Lynette Sowell   You know them, I’m sure. Those people you see at the grocery store, at church, in the office, or maybe in the hallway at school. The Sandpaper People (not to be confused with the Star Wars Sand People, who are supposedly just as pesky).

Three math whizzes are enough

By Willis Webb   Three out of four isn’t bad, huh? As written here before, I’m the eldest of four sons in the Webb family. Our parents came up during the Great Depression and, want to or not, they didn’t have easy opportunities to further their education.

Untamed Land

By Renae Brumbaugh   My love for country living has hit a major bump in the road. Or more appropriately phrased, an enormous snake in the grass. Yeah. It all started when Superman turned to me and said, “Would you like to go for a stroll? It’s a beautiful night.

Obama’s Border Crisis

By Rich Lowry   It’s hard to imagine a more apt summation of the lunatic state of the nation’s immigration debate than the split screen over the past weeks.

A wake-up call

By Lynette Sowell   So I’m sound asleep on Sunday morning and I hear this ringing noise and realize it’s our house phone, the land line. My first thought, other than wondering about the time (around 7 a.m.), was hoping it wasn’t bad news from the family. Because nobody calls at 7 a.m.

‘Dr.’ Webb’s grads give him the ‘puffy chest’

By Willis Webb   Alright, everyone is allowed a case of “puffy chest” once in awhile. Although I’ve been proud of most people with whom I’ve been associated, some stand out and make me think I might have made a good journalism professor.

Green Pastures

By Renae Brumbaugh   Our family has adopted a new dog. Jack is his name, and he has stolen our hearts. He is 100% purebred mutt, and I dare you to find a better dog this side of the Mississippi. We adopted him from a rescue shelter, and I wished I could have taken them all.

The War on Women

By Rich Lowry   It has long been suspected that the Supreme Court hates women, although it took the court’s 5-4 decision in the Hobby Lobby case to fully reveal its blatant misogyny.

Books on the road

By Lynette Sowell   In going through photos of my travels in the past several years, I’ve noticed a recurring theme I have. For some reason, whenever I see a bookstore, I’ll grab a picture of it.

Nameless Internet editorialists

By Willis Webb   Be forewarned. We’re about to get into a subject about which I have very strong opinions and I will point fingers, call names and “throw down the gauntlet of verbal and written ‘combat’.” I want to be sure everyone knows where I’m coming from on this.