Being a journalist comes with a lot of responsibility. Despite what someone on the campaign trail may say, journalism serves a tremendous role in society. It’s important, because there are countless things that members of our national and global communities need to be made aware of.
It’s probably safe to assume that everyone, including myself, has thought about traveling back in time at one point or another in their lifetime. We all have our reasons. Perhaps there is a moment in your past that you have always wanted to relive, or something you wish you would have done differently. Perhaps there is a period in history you would have liked to experience.
Watching the Olympic Games on TV, I’m impressed with the things that athletes can get their bodies to do. Maybe I’m also a little envious.
With 94 days left until the general election, it seems that The Donald has already begun to hedge his bet on a “yuge” loss in November.
As some may know, I was in a Forrest City Little Theatre production over the weekend. I sang, I acted a little bit. I did not dance.
Donald Trump and Vladimir Putin’s bromance is well documented. It goes back further than Trump’s showering of praise for the Russian president over the course of his campaign. He even invited Putin to be his personal guest to the 2013 Miss Universe pageant during its Moscow debut.
I hope I’m not jinxing myself by mentioning this. And I don’t want to get my hopes too high, but something seems to be developing.
The Republican National Convention is in the books, and I have something to get off of my chest.
There was this wedding over the weekend that I had to attend. This was the second of two young women. I consider them the daughters I never had. Man, did I work hard to get them grown and married.