Those who read me regularly, or who know me, know I write from the heart. I feel. I try to be impartial. I hear, I see, I read, I listen and I process. You may not know that sometimes I process for a lo-o-o-o-ng time. You probably don’t know I only spend about an hour […]
You have assumed correctly, yes, I did not win the Powerball last week as I am still writing and newspapering. That said, I had my hopes way up high, positive good luck and fortune would smile heavily upon my tickets. Alas, t’was not to be. No setting up foundations to help those in need. No […]
We are becoming a ‘soft? nation. An ocean of ‘wimps? and ‘hoity toitys? (whoever they are) will soon be upon us. No longer will we be a nation of beer and burgers — everybody will want Chablis and crumpets (whatever they are). Woe is us. I have come to this conclusion after thorough research. The […]
Usually by this time of the year I have hand-shoveled, oh, about a million feet of snow off my driveway and the sidewalk in front of and past my crappy old house. I mean, come on, it is mid January in Michigan — the Winter Wonderland State, we have snow. Not so much this winter […]
Follicly speaking, there’s plenty of hair to be cut in Goodrich. With that in mind, Christle VanKuren entered the ever-exciting world of owning/operating her first business, Get A Haircut Men’s Shop. Her sign hangs up at 10229 Hegel Road in downtown — right next door to a community barbershop tradition, Ken’s. ‘We have a different […]
Last week I asked the community an important (to me, the stingy, skinflint, scrooge-like yellow journalist) question. Actually, I asked a series of questions, and I quote: What do you want? Do you want a watchdog? Do you want a newspaper to ask the hard questions for you? Or do you want a Suzie Sunshine […]
Yikes. It seems like it’s been a year since I’ve written you all! (Okay, that’s a turn on an old joke. I apologize. Sorta.) When I finish this, the first Don’t Rush Me of 2016, I will only have 51 more to write. And, when I look at it that way, it seems kinda daunting. […]
Call me kooky, but son-of-a-gun, where did 2015 go? Maybe it’s the weather phenom we have experienced this December (read: 50 and 60 degree weather, green grass, budding lilacs and oh my . . .) For many 2015 was bittersweet, some good, some sad and lots of changes. For me, it was a year with […]
Gosh . . . I don’t know . . . for at least a decade, I have set aside December columns for writing about Christmas. Christmas past, Christmas with the kids, Christmas as a kid; Christmas memories, music and musings. I’ve laid wood on fruitcake and pontificated on all sorts of Christmasy crap. I’ve let […]
We are becoming a ‘soft? nation. An ocean of ‘wimps? and ‘hoity toitys? (whoever they are) will soon be upon us. No longer will we be a nation of beer and burgers — everybody will want Chablis and crumpets (whatever they are). Woe is us. I have come to this conclusion after thorough research. The […]