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I just made Japanese-style chicken from a recipe I found online. I printed out a list of ingredients and headed for the grocery store, because for some reason, I couldn’t find anything called mirin in my fridge. Or sesame seeds, or scallions, or a few other things the recipe called for.

I was visiting with my uncle George of Valliant, Oklahoma back in 1977 and we were talking about the great flu epidemic of 1918. I asked him, “When did you know it was really bad?” “Well, we knew it was bad when the undertakers ran out of coffins and they could not order any more by rail freight.

Dear Editor: We’ve been told we are at war with the infamous invisible Coronavirus. But so far, all we see, is that we are trying to save those already infected/wounded, which is of course a very important part in all wars.

You can teach an old dog new tricks. I am living proof that the above axiom is true. Case in point. After 72 frustrating years of refusing to eat mayonnaise (or salad dressing) in any shape form or fashion, I finally, in the four score minus seventh year of life, saw the light.

I appreciate the job Gov. Stitt is doing in many areas. I am also thankful that we do not have a Governor like Ralph Northam of Virginia. Northam has determined that churches should be closed but abortion clinics open during this time.

Dear Mr. Robinson, I am writing to you this month to express compassion and hope to those among my readers who are deeply troubled today by the uncertainty of our times.

Pinched in between the Corona Pandemic and the Presidential election this fall is the Venezuelan crisis which continues to live a life of its own. Or is it? President Trump was, before the Corona Virus reared its ugly head, moving more warships to the Venezuelan area.

Quote of the week…“Happiness is inward not outward; and so it does not depend on what we have, but on what we are.” —CC— These are challenging times. We must remember that even though it seems the world is crumbling, we don’t have to be a crumb in the midst of the crumbling.

Well, Nancy Pelosi gave in—finally—and signed the big Corona Bill that will hopefully give $1,200 in stimulus dollars to each taxpaying adult. The bill was stagnating for two or three days on her desk before she finally yielded to pressure and wrote her name on it.

Since I am not in the classroom anymore, I don’t have any reason to dread, fear, acknowledge or otherwise survive April Fool’s Day. It just simply isn’t on my busy retired schedule this year. It’s pretty profound.