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The Dark Ages of My Youth

Anybody Remember Jazzbo Collins?

Something strange happened when the coronavirus hit. People stopped listening to the radio. I found out about this when I had to make a trip in the car the other day and heard the guy on the radio lamenting, “No one is listening anymore.” I guess that made sense....

My Car Clock is On Time

The good news is, the clock in my car is on time. The bad news is, all the clocks in my house are an hour off. There’s a button on my car dash that says, “Clock.” Actually, it says, “Clk,” but I’m sure it means clock. You would think that pushing that button would...

We Used to Play Marbles

  Does anyone play marbles anymore? When I was in grade school, not only did we play marbles, it also was a school competition. I had forgotten that until a week ago, when I returned to the small town in southern Missouri where I attended the third grade. We also...

A Tribute to Charles Krauthammer

I have admired Charles Krauthammer since I first heard him speak on a television news program years ago. He said something to the effect that both Democrats and Republicans were idiots. He believed political extremism from any source was a plague. This was noteworthy...

Something Special About Small Towns

I spent a good chunk of my youth growing up in small towns. There is something special about these places that has become lost in the city. A small town’s personality is tangible and palpable as you drive through the streets. Its history can be read on every corner,...