Opinion

“Struggling to make peace with the irreparable…” I read this line somewhere after the kind of week that will turn you into a zombie — literally. The sort of week when you wish you could turn back time for a do-over. Then I re-read the...

If I ever again contemplate air travel, it will only be because I have lost all sensibilities and am probably living in a room with rubber walls. The last time I flew in a jet airliner I vowed it would be just that, the...

Well I believe that I have seen the gates of hell. I even feel that I was on my way through those rusty jagged portals when I turned around and saw my wonderful wife who shooed away all the bad parts of my life...

“No doubt the universe will unfold as it should,” I tell my husband (sort of citing my favorite poem “Desiderata”). This was after we returned home from our neighbor’s place up the hill. Most times you go to neighboring homes and receive tomatoes or...

I was reading about the origins of Christmas and the various ways the day is celebrated around the world. It is a day with a history that originally involved more than a few countries and belief systems. What we know today as Christmas has...

I had been looking forward to 2020. At Solace, we were going to be empty nesters for the first time ever, work seemed positive, we had lovely trips planned — places to go and people to see, both here and abroad. I’m not ordinarily...

I first met Lori Tuttle by chance — is anything actually by chance — at a craft vendor fair on Highway 68. She had a lovely stall of repurposed goods with a cowboy touch that she had lovingly restored. I was selling my books....

Well, hello! It seems as though I missed another week. I have a very good reason to have missed roll call. I told you I wouldn’t write of wars anymore, and I tried. Really tried! Alas, I received correspondence via electronic media asking me...

A scant few of you readers will recognize the source of today’s column title, which is understandable given the age of the film where the sentiment appeared. It was from Mel Brooks’ 1981 spoof “History of the World, Part II.” Of course, the utterance...

Local column by Lucy Jensen