We see it on tombstones, accompanying picture of loved ones, on cards expressing sympathy, etc.: Gone, but not forgotten Most of us can relate to this. In fact, I think that it would be difficult to find very many people who have lost somebody close to them, but who don’t continue to have memories of them. I am one of those fortunate ones for whom those memories are pleasant. The pain of losing family members and friends is tempered by the good times we were able to share.   Since there is apparently not as much fear of personal interaction due to various strains of Covid, I’ve been trying to get back to doing…

Unless you’ve been living under a rock for quite a while, you probably know that various elections for political offices are just a little over a week away. There is absolutely no way of knowing how much time and effort has gone into trying to persuade voters to cast a ballot for this or that candidate, this or that proposition, this or that amendment, etc.  According to one report I read, 9.3 billion dollars will be spent in this “election cycle” in an effort to garner votes. According to that same report, that staggering figure is the amount spent only on elections for offices on the federal level. It does not include the…

Do you recognize the young man in the picture? Does his name, Frank Wills, help at all? What about the fact that he is wearing some kind of uniform? Does the picture of the lock help at all? You may be interested to know that Jeff Bezos recently thought that it was valuable enough to pay $62,500 for it at an auction. Those of us who have been around a while probably easily recognize names like John Dean,  H. R. Haldeman, John Erlichman, John Mitchell, G. Gordon Liddy, Chuck Colson, and, of course. Richard M. Nixon. We probably would have a fairly easy time identifying most of them by their pictures as well. Although half…

On a recent afternoon Donna received a call unlike any other she had ever received. Our oldest granddaughter was out doing some job hunting and called to ask if she could come by for a visit. That may seem like no big deal to many who read this, but it was a first for us.   You see, once our children “left the nest,” we had never lived in the same town with either of them. None of us had any opportunity to stop by and visit.   All of that changed about four years ago, when our son and his family moved to Paducah, but, at that time, neither of his children were old…