Opinion & Editorial

Our View: Howdy new neighbor!

Moving to a new place can be both exciting and anxiety-filled. There's the adventure of discovering a new place's hidden gems. However, starting over also requires some adjustment.

A Piece of My Past

By Ronda Rich A Texas newspaper story began with “Faded country music star, Johnny Rodriguez…” Faded. That hurt my heart. It sounded so brutal. From the age of 12 to the edge of 15, Johnny Rodriguez was my girlhood crush.

Twenty-five years later, we remember her warm smile

By Phil Hudgins She was beautiful. She had a round face, big blue eyes and a warm, easy smile. Her name was Bonelle Stevens. She had moved into a little house on the other side of the railroad tracks, across from the Baptist church. He was tall, raw-boned and clean-cut.

The Surprise of Stan

By Ronda Rich There sat three of us around a kitchen island in a suburban home outside of Nashville. It was a great conversation where the three of us were telling stories. One person’s story led to another’s story. Something was said that reminded me of a story so I started.

TPC and Me 

By Paul Kimball Over the weekend, I watched The Players Championship which is an annual PGA tour event at the prestigious TPC Sawgrass Stadium course.

Has Spring sprung?

By Nathan Eason I don’t know about you, but this time of year, Spring, is my second favorite time of year to the Fall season. But has Spring sprung yet?

Gavin

By Ronda Rich From the oven, I pulled out a peach cobbler that bubbled and popped beautifully. Outside, Spring had come calling to resurrect what Winter had lulled to sleep. The trees and shrubs were a lovely green and almost in full growth.

Lunch this week? Wait while I check my calendar

By Phil Hudgins Friends about my age always need to check their calendars when I ask about getting together for lunch. They have appointments. Not appointments for a new job. Heck, they’re all retired and happy. They have doctors’ appointments.

Big Dink could have written book on ‘affordability’

By Dink NeSmith   Affordability. A political buzzword. A reality. Growing up in the NeSmith household, I never—no, not once—heard my dad utter the word “affordability.” But he could have written a book on the subject.

Hog Heaven, Hay Balers and Hogwash

Like many of us, my pet pig, Cunningham, has reached that stage in life when he has to start thinking about body parts he’s never concerned himself with before. For men, this begins when the doctor clears his throat and says, “We probably oughta keep an eye on that.”