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.

Country Roads

By Renae Brumbaugh   A year ago, I met a dreamy country boy named Rick. He’s rugged and manly. He builds houses and does landscape designs for yards. He knows how to fix stuff. He plays the piano, sings like an angel, and writes his own music. Yeah. Oh, and he’s also a teacher.

Hail to the Redskins!

By Rich Lowry   The U.S. Patent and Trademark Office’s contribution to the Washington Redskins debate is pettifogging absurdity in the service of rank politically correct bullying.

Singing our national anthem

By Willis Webb   As I sit at the desk in my “man cave” (Life Mate’s name for it) in the pre-dawn hours of Independence Day 2013, I think about strained vocal chords. Mine, when I try to sing The Star Spangled Banner, even in my mind as I’m doing now, it hurts.

Out of the many, one

By Lynette Sowell   Here comes another birthday for our country, another chance for us to gather with family and friends, eat, have a day off (some of us) and maybe watch some fireworks.

The hard way

By Renae Brumbaugh   As some of you know, I’ve recently developed a fascination with waterfalls. And hiking. And not getting killed while hiking to pursue a waterfall. On my trip to Colorado, I almost died falling off a mountain, trying to find Mystic Falls.

Frederick Douglass, self-made man

By Rich Lowry   Frederick Douglass gave one of the great July Fourth orations in American history. Speaking in Rochester, N.Y.

Teens ‘stealing’ watermelons prank

By Willis Webb   As one might expect, teenagers in a small Texas town in the 1950s had to hunt for excitement and sometimes that was often spelled t-r-o-ub- l-e. Left to their own designs, with no real entertainment available, teenage boys can create a whole mess of trouble.

And...they’re off!

By Lynette Sowell   Ladies ‘n gents, it looks like we have ourselves a horserace for city council, with three eager and willing candidates for city council place 5.