I am submitting a letter to the Office of the Attorney General of Kansas, Derek Schmidt, and filing a formal complaint in reaction to unprecedented action by Senate President Susan Wagle on Wednesday.
There seems to be some confusion when it comes to the protests of NFL players during the national anthem before games.
A lack of respect for your fellow man is becoming a larger problem.
A long break is over and I’m ready to get back on the sports beat.
Last week the city unveiled a new vision for Guerrier Hill in Jackson Park, designed to bring a positive focus back to an area of the park after years of neglect and misuse.
To amend a famous phrase, what’s the matter with Kansas conservatism?
As a member of the House Committee on Veterans’ Affairs, and as a veteran myself, ensuring our nation’s heroes receive the high-quality care is personal to me.
Kansans have plenty of cause to be proud of Bob Dole, the Republican stalwart who made his mark as an extraordinary public servant.
Missourians should be proud of their elected state officials, who put their federal counterparts to shame in at least one area: controlling government spending.
Thirteen men have served their country as the President of the United States since 1943.
I met with Patty Boldridge Wednesday afternoon to snap a real quick picture and talk about Soldiers and Sailors Memorial Hall.
The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do as a journalist was report the plane crash on Sunday, July 16, that claimed the life of Atchison resident Bethany Root.
If you told eighth-grade Zach that he’d be signed up to run a half marathon in 2017, he’d laugh right in your face. And yet, here he is, however many years later, earnestly preparing for a 13.1-mile race.
I’ve lived the last year of my life convinced that I was maliciously lied to by a stranger who I met on a trail in the river bluffs last New Year’s Day. Some of you might remember that story: It was almost dark on New Year’s Day 2016 when I convinced myself I was lost on some rogue trail in …
There’s a hall in Washington, D.C., where each of the United States has two statues honoring its heritage. For decades, both the Kansas statues were Atchison residents who were prominent in the history of the state and nation.
In an unusual frenzy of cutting down on the stacks of paper I’ve accumulated since first joining the staff of Atchison Daily Globe in 1960, I once ran across some gems with which I could not part.
Following a sort of summer vacation from writing, I’m back at the keyboard, opinions and all. And feeling pretty darned good.
My Grinchness is in full swing again, and I’m to the place where if I hear “Yes, Virginia” or “It’s a Great Life” one more time, I’ll go into spit-up mode.
The older I get, the grumpier I get. But there’s light at the end of the tunnel. I’ve reached the age where I can’t get much crabbier. But I keep trying.
When does parenting get easier? Just when I exhale and stop worrying about one child, another one is waiting in the wings to surprise me with something.
Depending on whom you talk to in my family, any one of them would say I like our house in order at all times. I can get a bit obsessed with this. I don’t like clutter, which I define as anything left out that is currently not being used.
There are several remote controls in our house. We even have the kind that is supposed to be “universal,” so essentially we would only need one. That isn’t the case. They all seem to only have one function no matter how we program them.
I had to psych myself up to get back in the car this summer for another road trip. It goes without saying that children in a car for any extended period of time results in crankiness, hunger and boredom. Ever since the size of my family grew, we began to drive everywhere. After we had our fi…
Gathering around the dinner table to share a meal and conversation with my family is one my favorite things we do together. With children ranging in age from 8 years old to 20 years old, the range of topics is wide and sometimes changes quickly.
If I’ve heard some adages of wisdom once, I estimate I’ve heard them numerous times throughout my lifetime before I ever sat down to write a column.
The very weird weather patterns this year have adversely affected our outdoor areas along our little sliver of pie-shaped green space at our house.
Throughout my 60-plus years of living my life experiences have taught me a lot. Like most people I’ve had my shares of joys and heartaches.
Eighty years ago, Amelia Earhart came to town, and to many area people it was a very big deal. I will even venture to say some residents might even remember the day they saw Amelia Earhart in person.
Eighty years ago Amelia Earhart came to town and to many area people it was a very big deal. I will even venture to say some residents might even remember the day they saw Amelia Earhart in person.
There’s a hall in Washington, D.C., where each of the United States has two statues honoring its heritage. For decades, both the Kansas statues were Atchison residents who were prominent in the history of the state and nation.
In an unusual frenzy of cutting down on the stacks of paper I’ve accumulated since first joining the staff of Atchison Daily Globe in 1960, I once ran across some gems with which I could not part.
Following a sort of summer vacation from writing, I’m back at the keyboard, opinions and all. And feeling pretty darned good.
My Grinchness is in full swing again, and I’m to the place where if I hear “Yes, Virginia” or “It’s a Great Life” one more time, I’ll go into spit-up mode.
The older I get, the grumpier I get. But there’s light at the end of the tunnel. I’ve reached the age where I can’t get much crabbier. But I keep trying.
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