“Julia, here is a 1 cup measure for the flour, you may put 2 level cups into this bowl and, Austin, here’s the sugar, you may dump this in.” “Mom, may I stir it now?” asks my little baker girl. “When is my turn to stir?” Austin wants to know. “You can each have a turn.
With school starting again (for the third time without me in the classroom after 57 years), most teachers (and parents) begin to seek Divine Guidance as our little darlings come out of their summer hibernation. Which brings up this quiz concerning the traditional hymns sung in most churches.
Poor Labor Day—the most underrated and unheralded of American holidays. It slides by almost as an afterthought in a distracted mix of resignation and dread, without a single aisle at Walgreen’s dedicated to its approach.
The politics of reality
“Doctors don’t want you to know about these secret cures,” cries the news story on the computer. And why wouldn’t doctors want you cured? Are doctors really wishing bad health on their patients? Is that how they make their living by keeping you sick? No.
Dear Editor and Citizens of Coalgate and Taxpayers of Coal County, Have you noticed or is it just me? Seems we have a city of speed bumps. Nearly every street in town has its share of potholes.
The neglect and lack of preventive maintenance is a thing that has taken control of this town.