In his book Para(graph) Trooper for MacArthur, my father talks about taking the first group of correspondents into Nagasaki after the dropping of the atomic bomb. The dropping of the bomb caused Japan to surrender in World War II. Why is This Important? I’m writing at a time when we’ve seen increased tensions in the […]
My father talks in his book Para(graph) Trooper for MacArthur about a World Are II incident in which he believes divine intervention saved his life. This begins with a man named John Edwards, a Pennsylvanian who maintained supplies for the troops. He and Dad shared a tent on the tiny Pacific island of Morotai. Shared […]
I think most people know now that the influx of asylum seekers from Mexico and the Triangle countries of Honduras, Guatemala and El Salvador is straining available resources. This is sad for everyone, but the good news is volunteers are helping! On My Visit While I was visiting last week, I didn’t go to the […]
The weather extremes we have been seeing should be enough. But a trip to Alaska and the Yukon my husband and I took recently really brings this home. Global warming is here. Is it too late to make the changes we need to keep our grandchildren from suffering? Fifteen Years Ago In a column for […]
I’m going to spend several days at the Texas-Mexico border next week learning for myself just what things are like and perhaps volunteering to help a bit. I also want to draw attention to the many people who are working to assist those in need. (This is one time I can learn firsthand without reading […]
People in the news business take their professions seriously. But sometimes errors sneak through. A column I found belonging to my father that was never published contained, among other things, the following: “News gatherers and editors are inclined to take their jobs seriously. But there is that leveler of journalism–the typographical error. Someone with more […]
Both my sister and my husband turned 70 a couple of weeks ago, both of them born on the same day in the same year. I’m two years older. And what always shocks me–besides the mirror–is that I still haven’t quite figured out what I want to “be when I grow up!” How Do You […]
Church was a big part of my childhood in Gallatin, Missouri. That included Sunday School and church, of course. But this also included the monthly church suppers where the food was GREAT and Sunday evening Methodist Youth Fellowship (yes, sometimes Mom had to “encourage” my attendance there). But my favorite (no nudging needed) was the […]
Since I was the editor’s kid, it seemed in clubs and organizations, the first job I always had was Reporter. I might rather have been asked to be President or Treasurer and sometimes those things came along, but Reporter was always first. After all, this seemed to be efficient, right? 4-H Reporter Training But I […]
“Junior” McDonald was almost always on a corner near the school as class was dismissed, waving to us from his little flat scooter. And my friends and I never paid him much heed. What a shame. He could have taught us some things. Birth Defect in HIs Legs Charles “Junior” McDonald suffered from a kind […]