We've Got The County Covered
We've Got The County Covered
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Let’s face it, we’ve all faced some dreadful days lately. Don’t even try to deny it. As I write this, voters have yet to go to the polls. Even today, I dread going to the mailbox only to find it stuffed with paper representations of money well wasted. I dread answering the phone when it nags in the evenings. I dread turning on the TV at home, turning on the radio in my car, even checking my e-mail that’s spattered with click-bait political ads. And I’m convinced that you dread these things too. By the time this little monologue goes to press,...
Recently during the all class reunion I, a former graduate from someplace other than Chinook, was granted the privilege of marching in the alumni band for the parade. It was great fun to dust off the ol’ clarinet and play a little part in the CHS fight song. It brought back nostalgic memories of my own high school band whose amazing director took a bunch of goofball teenagers and taught us how to march in step with one another on the field and to play some of the most melodious overtures on stage. While it was heartwarming to reminisce and j...
I’ve always enjoyed road trips. If I have the time I prefer taking to the open road than to the air. Recently I found myself traveling south more regularly than usual but what a beautiful time to hit the road. The season’s rains have cast an emerald glaze over every horizon which feels as refreshing as cucumber slices to the eyes. No, I didn’t go anywhere for a spa treatment, but my senses were revitalized just the same. As the miles rolled by I found myself hanging onto a blush of purple along the road side and wondered if that was flax alrea...
Debt-free living. That has a pleasant ring to it, doesn’t it. Those three simple words have a way of invoking a sense of freedom. They clash with today’s norms of mortgages, high interest rates, credit card and consumer debt - where we spend, spend, spend on someone else’s dime in a thrillingly euphoric (and often expensive) period of grace. But that grace period ends when the creditors come to call. Ultimately, we are brought to account for our indebtedness. The time comes to pay back (with interest). We become enslaved to paying for our p...
Holiday – it’s a word that originated from an old English word meaning “Holy Day.” It’s a fitting word for our end of December celebrations – no matter its old English or modern English contexts. But here in the thick of January, the glitter of Christmas has faded. The echoes of new year celebrations have diminished down a canyon of life moving on per usual. As lights disappear from the eaves of houses and the parched evergreens lean against back door steps, the extended hours of darkness feel especially long in our holiday hangovers. We stumbl...
