Caps, gowns and neat woodpiles
Graduations are a time of celebration; a time of enjoying a sense of accomplishment; a time of inspiration for the future; a commencement, a beginning, if you will, of the rest of one’s life.
The other day a professor of journalism called and asked me to give his class my views on the role of “Talk Radio” in contemporary America.
Big time golf returns
This weekend’s “Patty Sheehan and Friends” ladies’ golf tournament on the Hidden Valley Country club course is a tribute to local golfer Patty and her committee.
Writing America’s ‘bucket list’
It is only fitting that we Americans pay homage to our fallen soldiers on Memorial Day, but we should take that sign of respect one step further and develop a “bucket list” for the United States.
Lest we forget
Back in the day, when patriotism was a public entertainment, they called this holiday “Decoration Day,” and it was largely observed by widows and relatives of soldiers, killed in battle in the civil war.
Happenings in Rural Nevada
If I didn’t know better, I’d think there was something in the water: Horse laugh: The smartest move at the state Legislature — and how many times do I use “smartest” and “Legislature” in the same sentence during the year — is to shelve AB 329, which redefines “wild life” in Nevada to exclude wild horses and burros.
The Camels Are Coming!
The annual Virginia City Camel Races, which will be held on Sept. 9 through 11 this year, promise to be fully reinvigorated in presentation and promotion.
Memorial Day and Seven Purple Hearts
The creaking elevator barely made it up the old four-story building. But finally, after clawing itself to the top floor, the lift shook, bounced, grunted and, with the great awareness of satisfaction and accomplishment, it landed. The large green metal doors gradually, almost reluctantly, separated. Two polite, Rubenesque nurses entered the elevator, smiled and informed my parents that “Everything would be alright.” Then, on the double, they s...
The New Adventures of Old Me
I am what my old-fashioned, traditional grandmother would have called a late bloomer. Up until a few years ago, when I married for the first time at the age of 36, she would have referred to me as an old maid. Even at the young age of 18, when I chose to enter college a few months after high school graduation with no wedding bells in sight, she asked my mom, “Why doesn’t she just get married instead?” And I can barely imagine my real estate-in...
Time for spring cleaning has sprung
With what appears to be the advent of spring finally upon us, many people are turning to the annual task of spring cleanup. Unfortunately for the people in Tornado Alley and the Mississippi River watershed, spring cleaning looks to be an all-summer-and-then-some task. When you find yourself cussing at your own spring cleaning chores, just remember you could be living in one of those two areas. Thank your lucky stars you aren’t and finish your ...