• A funny thing happened on the way to the garden


    About this time each year, I have to pull a bundle of dried up flowers from the pots on our front porch.

  • The “Hunger Games” trilogy

    By Coury Osbourne

    The Book Nerd

    I have a confession: I am a book snob. Blame it on the years of studying and teaching the classics, I just can’t help it.

  • What is GSP?


    What do 2012-2013 WCHS seniors Maegen Satterly, Candace Kimball, Callah Kimball, David Haydon and Will Begley have in common?

  • Summer reading recommends

    By Coury Osbourne

    The Book Nerd

  • How would you live if you only had 21 more days?

  • A busy week


    Last week was busy for me.  

  • Pick it up and read it!

    No, I don’t mean the Bible, although I read it every day.
    But for now, I’m referring to the newspaper.
    “Ahh, the newspaper,” you say. “You mean that old dinosaur of the printed era that’s somehow managed to stay alive, despite its shrinking advertising revenue and a dwindling subscriber base?”
    Despite rumors of its demise, the newspaper is surviving and in some instances, thriving.

  • Stacheville: population, 11

    A funny thing happens when you walk around a city with 11 guys sporting (terrible-looking) mustaches and matching t-shirts.
    A lot of people notice.
    I’ve done field research, so I speak with authority.
    Last weekend, I traveled south to Nashville with 10 other guys to make sure one of my best friends received a proper bachelor party.
    I think we were successful.
    I’m not sure if you’ve ever been in downtown Nashville late on a weekend evening, but there are quite a few folks out and about.

  • Laundry problems

    “It’s better to have loved and lost than to have to do forty pounds of laundry a week.”
    Dr. Laurence J. Peters
    Keeping the family laundry up is a monumental task these days.  People didn’t have as many clothes or wash them as often when I was born.  Those were also the days when some people still used coal heating and no one had air conditioning.
    Yep, we probably had quite an odor about us, but no one noticed it.
    Don’t look down your modern nose at us older people, you youngsters.

  • One way to save a life


    He was always getting up a game of some kind, usually sandlot football. 

    Mark had a knack for gathering my friends and me, most of us 10 years his younger, for a game of football in the fall or baseball in the spring. And he was my own personal trainer, throwing me thousands of football passes or hitting me countless groundballs, trying to make me better.

    But there was more to it than the game---something much larger than that. The sport was only an avenue enabling Mark to do something far more important than catching or throwing a ball.