The sun always comes up. Her story.

The sun always comes up. Her story.

And, now for the exciting conclusion — Part 2 of a two-part Don’t Rush Me column.  If you missed Part 1, click HERE — Don * * * As I write, I’ve been sitting on this, mulling things over in my head for seven days. What would I write? How can I complete the circle […]

The unforgiven

The unforgiven

You know, I am not a hateful man. I am not one to hold a grudge. I find it a waste of time and energy to hold anger in my heart towards another human. I reckon somehow the part of the prayer which goes, “ . . . forgive us our trespasses as we forgive […]

Weather for the wicked and baseball

Weather for the wicked and baseball

The other Wednesday (Aug. 11) the heavens opened, the winds raged and the rain poured. By Thursday morning area residents woke to the rumble of generators and the roar of chainsaws as their neighbors powered up their homes and started the long process of clearing trees and debris from their homes, cars, property and roads. […]

Boy, how time has changed me.

Boy, how time has changed me.

Yeah. I like to think of myself as this stoic, unmovable rock — someone folks can rely on for common sense, strength and security. Mr. Consistency. I project this image as the unchanging sage, and yet I looked inward and saw it’s all an illusion. I’m a smackin’ frackin’ mockery of that strong rock. Like […]

Thoughts here one second, gone the next.

Thoughts here one second, gone the next.

I was pondering a thought the other day, and like most days when I ponder thoughts I got distracted. Like the famed dog who is calm and all lovey-dovey until a squirrel is seen out the window, when I am in deep, intellectual thought, introspection or reflection, something will zip across my thought-scape and everything […]

Life is like baseball

Life is like baseball

Baseball. For the past few months a thought has been bouncing around inside my noggin’ like a game of pepper before a game . . . baseball . . . . . baseball . . . hardball . . . curveball . . . it ain’t over . . . fat lady singing . . […]

Forget CRT. It’s time for some good ol’ CDT!

Forget CRT. It’s time for some good ol’ CDT!

This whole Critical Race Theory (CRT) seems to be a spectacle in the making — a mud-slinging contest which could go on for years. So, why talk about it now? Why get bent out of shape for something “they” say “isn’t” taught in elementary and secondary schools? Why? It came to me the other evening, […]

It’s been an interesting few weeks!

It’s been an interesting few weeks!

As slow as 2020 seemed to be, 2021 is humming along unnaturally fast . . . yeah, I know, I know: time is time and it’s set at one speed. Figuratively, however, I gotta’ say the year is whipping by, especially the last few weeks. Working for the newspaper here kinda’ keeps me feeling young […]

Well, rats . . . Casa D’Rush takes a lickin’

Well, rats . . . Casa D’Rush takes a lickin’

You know, I really hate it when so-called “friends” mockingly remind you of what you should have done to prevent some catastrophe or another from happening. Yup, not a fan of the old’ wink-wink, “you know if only you woulda’ (fill in the blank), you woulda’ gotten away scot-free without a scratch.” Whatever . . […]

Rush, gulp, steps in to the CRT ballywhack

Rush, gulp, steps in to the CRT ballywhack

It sounded like the right thing to do — I mean, all the cool kids are doing it. And, as a super-hip, mod, groovy and sick individual I think it is my duty to follow the herd, to swim upstream with the salmon to their death, to boldly go where everyone else has already trodden. […]

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