We urge Missouri State Rep. Mike Moon to introduce legislation requiring Aurora — the largest town in his district — to change its name.
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.
Most of us know that hollow feeling that comes when we realize our sports heroes aren’t so heroic.
Just a few years ago, an aircraft-industry expert envisioning a possible “game over” future for Boeing would have been inconceivable.
Yes, a woman can be elected president of the United States.
A proposed deal between Democratic Gov. Laura Kelly and Republican Senate Majority Leader Jim Denning to expand Medicaid will be good for Kansas, perhaps adding coverage for 150,000 people.
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 …
Allow me to offer some quirky little things one can do to make life interesting, curb boredom on the job and enjoy reasonable insanity:
As the day approaches, despite my years of having claimed to dread Christmas and of being the poster child for Grinchiness, as usual I’m actually in my “W” mode. That is Wallowing in the Warmth of Wonderful memories.
Today I’m sharing some things that have always bothered me. Things about which you readers probably couldn’t care less. Well, caring less or not, here I go.
October is the month we celebrate death. We marvel at the colorful dying of the leaves. We celebrate the dead with Halloween, as we dress up as ghouls, goblins and specters. It is a time when the boundaries between this world and the next are incredibly thin, or so we believe.
Each day as I watch the 6 o’clock news, I reflect again on how fortunate I am to have been who and what and where I am.
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.
Being a farmer’s daughter all my life, there is one thing that holds constant agriculture production is a like a game of chance.
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.
Allow me to offer some quirky little things one can do to make life interesting, curb boredom on the job and enjoy reasonable insanity:
As the day approaches, despite my years of having claimed to dread Christmas and of being the poster child for Grinchiness, as usual I’m actually in my “W” mode. That is Wallowing in the Warmth of Wonderful memories.
Today I’m sharing some things that have always bothered me. Things about which you readers probably couldn’t care less. Well, caring less or not, here I go.
October is the month we celebrate death. We marvel at the colorful dying of the leaves. We celebrate the dead with Halloween, as we dress up as ghouls, goblins and specters. It is a time when the boundaries between this world and the next are incredibly thin, or so we believe.
Each day as I watch the 6 o’clock news, I reflect again on how fortunate I am to have been who and what and where I am.
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