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In previous columns, I defined parenthood as an infinite act of optimism. You enter the job with open arms and an open heart, trusting the child you’ve been entrusted with will learn, grow and love under your humble tutelage. Loving one child is optimistic – two, doubly so. Imagine taking responsibility for 20, or maybe 25. I define that as optimism on steroids. As a parent, you get to keep the same kids season after season. As soon as you’ve known your own for about a minute and a half, they start to grow on you and you wouldn’t dream of swap...
Many things outside of the festive thoughts have been on my mind lately; such a wide variety of things to write about! However, it seems the one theme in my head this week has been goals or life plans. Goals I have set, no matter how big or small, for a brief time I lost track of. Prior to taking the job here at the paper in September, I set a five-year plan\goals for myself, for my life path. This well thought out plan included things I have wanted to do before I began my family. For those who don’t know I chose to raise my family first, befor...
Traditions. In life there are things which generate traditions. Sometimes it is birthday tradition or maybe even each holiday will have family traditional holidays. I can say when I was younger even my microscopic family had holiday traditions. The two largest at our house were Thanksgiving and Easter. Christmas, when I was a child, was not a big deal as I had to go off to another town each holiday. When my wife Marilyn and I married Christmas became an important element of our lives. From that very first Christmas when Carol had just come...
Two-lane roads I’ve noticed beside the major highway that runs through the spacious state of Nebraska, almost every outlet from town is a two-lane road. Unless you hit the right time of day and you see no one, you usually pass a car or two. It’s just you, the road, and that passing car for a few brief seconds. You are going your way and the other drivers are traveling their own path. You most of the time never know who is in the other car, where they have been, or their story. Well, unless you are from Rochester, Wash. because in that town it’s...
A tragedy. People in the media wonder why the general public has no trust in them or on an even broader scale a disdain for the media in general. I’d like to take a few lines of this column, which is running on a day I usually do not include a column, to say that the radio people from Australia who phoned Kate’s hospital room pretending to be the Queen checking on her granddaughter should be humiliated and ashamed. First I want to clearly say there was nothing about this that passed for entertainment or even fair-minded journalism. I ack...
Aggressive. First. Accurate. Followed by honesty and integrity. These three words sum up the editorial mission of The Sidney Sun-Telegraph. As a small town, daily newspaper it is always our mission to gather news in a responsible manner. First, being aggressive allows a certain amount of esteem to be latched onto our journalistic pursuits. It’s essential that those reporting for our newspaper, editing copy, or preparing the printed pages through design apply specific principals in the field of journalism. I have learned over the years to study...
Welcome to Somewhere. Washington State University in Pullman, Wash. has served as my home for the past four years. Although it is a university, it’s understandable that most people haven’t heard of the town of Pullman, and I doubt I can find one person in this town who has been to Rochester, Wash., my hometown. Miles of wheat field hills surround Pullman from all sides. Sitting on top of one of the highest points in Pullman, you can see that the golden bumps seem to travel on forever. We might have in fact been in “the middle of nowhe...
I did a bit of thinking this week about what I wanted to write about and one topic kept coming to mind – underappreciated. Now that word will bring up a lot of thought for people – well, for most it will. Such as being underappreciated at home for the amount of things a person does, like a mom or dad who is always there for the family but yet it seems everything they do goes unnoticed or is expected. Whether it be to constantly pick up after the rest or making sure the meals are cooked, and even if the bills are paid. May be it is the mot...
