Most people only visit hospitals occasionally, when a loved one is sick or a friend is having a baby. Associates at Forrest City Medical Center are different in this regard. Each day, many of our more than 200 employees come to the hospital to provide compassionate, personalized care for friends, neighbors and those they do not know.
With Mother’s Day approaching, there’s an awful lot of sentimental, sometimes downright maudlin, stuff on the Internet and other places, concerning mothers and motherhood. That’s fine. Folks do get emotional when it comes to their mothers. No gripe here.
Alas, I face a tomato-less summer, unless someone takes pity.
Once again, I am the villain. Odd how it works out that way.
I got a kick out of the story from The Netherlands, about a chimpanzee that destroyed a drone when its keepers sent one a-droning over the zoo exhibit where it lives.
I suppose I can safely say that spring has officially arrived, even though I haven’t been buzzed by a mosquito. Yet.
Okay, call me a knot-head, but there are still a couple of things I don’t quite understand about this so-called “religious freedom” bill, which may or may not be an act by the time this is read.
I wonder if people know about the Forrest City Public Library?
I gaze out across my expanse of lawn (well, my yard, such as it is), and I discover that the winter, alas, awful though it was, did not kill all the grass
Back during all the icy weather, I said to someone that I’d rather sneeze than freeze. I meant it quite literally.