Spread out on a thin tarp and covered with old blankets to keep them from the light, my 2026 crop of Irish potatoes had been drying for five days on the floor of our barn. I was tired and in no mood for more strenuous work, like fighting the other main crop in my garden, weeds. Sorting ...
Editor's Note: The following is a letter submitted to the Columbiana County commissioners and state Rep. Monica Robb-Blasdel. For years I have lived at the four-way intersection of state Route 344 and Cunningham Road in Perry Township. Sitting at the table, I see accidents all the time. A recent head-on, car versus semi disaster violently claimed the life of a woman who doesn’t seem to have seen the approaching semi. There is something about the visibility of this intersection that renders it so frequently dangerous. Let’s prevent future deaths, injuries, screaming, smashed ...
“I’m so glad you got the electric fence working,” my wife said. “Yay!!! Finally!!!!” texted grandson Lamppost Head when he read the texted news. He had suffered with me through half a day of trial and error, mostly error, getting the new fence to work that he and I and the other ...
“If you write about us fostering kittens, people will know we’re crazy,” my wife warned. Heedless of her good advice, I forge ahead. The dog people will think so anyway, but the cat people will understand. We didn’t set out to be foster parents to kittens. Now it seems the most ...
Dear Editor, Politics are not a team sport. It’s not the same as sticking with the Browns or the Steelers no matter how bad the season. The political process is about choosing the right people who can lead a government in ways that support its citizens. Right now our state government has allowed Ohio to drop from having the fifth best school system in the country (2010) to the 35th. Our infant mortality rate is the fifth worst in the country. Who is suffering from our loyalty to a political team? Our children. In sports the owners of the teams can spend millions to ...
When I’m at a loss for a good book to read, I go to the library in our basement and scan the familiar titles on the wide floor-to-ceiling shelves. When I did this late last night, my eye rested, as it often does, on the long row of Lincoln books. I chose a slim volume, “The Wit and ...
