Although I easily spend more time in front of a computer every day than I do sleeping, and although I believe I have an above-average understanding of a variety of programs that help produce a newspaper and manage it, I...
When I was a little boy nothing frightened me quite so much as the giant rabbits that came around every year in the weeks leading up to Easter.
I dropped to my knees.
It was the spring of 2005, and I had just gone through some classroom training with several Bluffton police officers. The topic: Tasers.
“Isn’t it interesting,” Larry Sprinkle asked Sunday morning, “that something used in executions has become the best-known symbol of Christianity?”
The drama on South Main Street keeps on going. Or, to quote an old cliche, the plot thickens.
This week the last icicle dropped from my roof, melted by the bright glowing ball of orange light which finally broke free of the gray winter skies.
Tree of Life” the screen posted as a close translation from Latin for “arbor vitae.”
Today’s column is more difficult than most to write, as it’s a goodbye of sorts to someone who has grown up a lot faster than I realized.
As a frequent flyer I know a thing or two about the hazards of commercial air travel.
An April trivia quiz (not a late April Fool’s joke) for readers. What do Judy Garland, Bing Crosby, Eddie Fisher, Frank Sinatra, Mel Torme, and Al Jolson have in common?
After an eventful week in which a few ideas to write about came to mind, I thought it would be best to tackle both of them as I start to empty my reporter’s notebook.
OK, so I’m late to the game.
I am all about saving energy; thinking globally and acting locally, saving the whales, keeping the Earth safe from rampant over-consumerism and all that jazz.
The end of March is truly a time when a gardener begins anticipating harvest.
We call it March Madness for a reason.
She is my brother-in-law’s sister-in-law. Her name is Sharon Mitchell.
Last week, one of our subscribers brought in a check they had received in the mail for $11,000.
When I was a boy, March came in like a lion and went out like a lamb.
It has been a long winter.