Opinion
The kids just want to fit in
Have you ever heard this jingle:
Laugh, laugh. Thought I'd die.
Die? That means funeral.
Funeral? That means flowers.
Flowers? That means money.
Money? That mean...
To the Editor: Funeral home thanks community for response after tragic accident
Thank you to all the people who came forward to offer prayers, assistance and support to the families of the victims, and to us, following the recent tragic accident. The Center Po...
The Muddy Morning Blues
It seems that I write too much about sleeping, or the lack of enough sleep.
Maybe because, as the joke goes, "I'm sleeping like a baby...up every 2 hours." In my case it's usually up all night ...
A brief, beautiful message above Victory Lane
If you are among those who have spent the past week mourning a friend or relative who died in last week’s awful accident – and especially if you are among those who had already attende... The Favorite Aunt
Now, I have lots of aunts. Quite frankly each aunt had their own thing that I liked about them.
My Aunt Helen, I would see a lot, and I would greet with "There's my FAVORITE... After 150 years, there still is much to learn about the Civil War
Imagine a war that claims the lives of 6.5 million Americans.
You can’t. I can’t. Nobody can. It’s unthinkable. What kind of conflict would require that many casualties?
T...
To the Editor: Thanks to our local 'quiet contributors' that make Vinton better
The signs of spring are everywhere. Some are very evident. Some are less evident. There is a quiet, behind-the-scenes, hard-working group of people in town who contribute so much to our community ...
To the Editor: How education funding differs from private sector
Dear Editor,
Many people have been following March Madness in high school and college basketball. In my world, I have been watching the March Madness that is occurring at the Capitol in ...
An editor\'s favorite story (and one more word of thanks)
Here’s my favorite story about my job, although technically, it has absolutely nothing at all to do with any story I ever wrote:
A few years ago, when there were just two granddaughters (...