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  • Tuesday, June 30, 2015 7:32 PM

    It was a really big piece of ash. It was still glowing a dull orange color when it floated down to a few yards in front of our car. It landed exactly where we had been sitting on a blanket just a few minutes before.

    Mom, Dad and I had attended the fireworks show in a nearby town when for some reason — it was probably windy and a little chilly — and we had retreated to our car to watch the rest of the show.

    For some reason we had been able to park close to the area roped off for the viewers’ safety.

    Oops. The ropes should have been back about 6 feet further.

    This is the time of year when we sing about “the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air . . . ” even if we do not do so any other time.

     
  • Tuesday, June 23, 2015 7:26 PM

    After a few decades on this planet, I am surprised that I have not yet come to terms with talking about my faith, what I believe deep down inside.

    Oh, if you ask me, I can give a reason for my faith, but I don't like to talk about what I do about my faith.

    Some people are rather glib when talking about what they do at their church. I am not.

    It's not that I am ashamed of my faith or my church. Quite the opposite. I'm thankful the Lord found me and I'm thankful I found our church.

    I think it has more to do with an honest humility about who I am compared with Who God Is. 

     
  • Tuesday, June 16, 2015 6:35 PM

    Ahh, summer, the season of sunshine, warm breezes, lots of ice cream and festivals!

    Yes, the community festival season is upon us. There are more than 600 festivals held in our state each year, according to the Indiana Festival Association. So, if you missed one, there are plenty more to enjoy this summer.

    Why go to Indiana’s festivals (don’t forget the county fairs and the Indiana State Fair)?

    There are more reasons than you can shake a buttered ear of sweet corn at (one of my favorites.)

     
  • Tuesday, June 09, 2015 7:21 PM

    Everyone needs to write.

    Not everyone will be the next famous writer. Not everyone will pass high school English but for your family’s sake, you need to write.

    It’s important you tell your family, your children, your grandchildren, about your life. It’s important to them. If you don’t want to write, try dictating stories that you remember into a recorder. Most cell phones have the ability to record sound, and if you have a phone you don’t mind talking into it, do you?

    Today I visited in the home of a 90 year old lady who recently made a very generous donation to a local non-profit group. 

     
  • Tuesday, June 02, 2015 9:56 PM

    It's good to say, "Yes!" when the request matches your priorities and abilities.

    This is the third and last in this series of columns about priorities.

    We’ve talked about the importance of realizing your limits when it comes to authority, talents and priorities.

    It’s also good to say “yes” without being asked sometimes.

    How’s that?

    Volunteer!

     
  • Tuesday, May 26, 2015 9:22 PM

    Last time in this column we talked about saying, "I don't know" if we really don't know. It's also OK to say no when a request doesn't fit in with your priorities.

    What the heck does that mean?

    I think I'm getting a grasp. It's about organization.

    We can try to do everything. That's a common desire of youth. I recently heard students who were in the top 10 of their graduating class talk about their student activities. Many were in a number of clubs and on sports teams in high school.

    One said, "I think I have been in other clubs, but that's all I can remember." 

     
  • Tuesday, May 19, 2015 10:32 PM

    A friend of ours is a retired military man. He says, "That's above my pay grade" when asked to comment on something for which he doesn't have an answer.

    I'm getting that way and find myself saying, "That's above my pay grade" quite often these days. Usually when speaking with my wife.

    We were on our way home from church Sunday and she began asking me about a subject which now escapes me. That's the nice thing about getting older -- your memory grows shorter and you discover new things over and over each day.

     
  • Tuesday, May 12, 2015 10:19 PM

    This morning I feel like I fell off the wagon.

    I am an overeater.

    “My name is Frank.”

    “Hi, Frank.”

    “I have a food addiction.”

    Believe me, I am not making light of alcoholism or Alcoholics Anonymous in any way, shape or form.

    I understand having trouble controlling your appetite for food is nothing compared with the addiction an alcoholic endures but overeating and alcoholism are compulsive behaviors.

    Being addicted to food has its own consequence and, in terms of one’s health, is destructive, too. 

     
  • Tuesday, April 28, 2015 8:26 PM

    The young man sat down across from my desk. He was obviously perturbed about something so while my mind raced through every possible scenario for him coming to my desk, he struggled to speak.

    “I want to know whose money is it,” he said.

    I waited. He went on.

    “THEY are building that monstrosity and I attend the meetings and they keep talking like it’s their money or it comes from federal grants. They act as if they don’t understand where tax money comes from.”

    Then he waited while I formed a response.

    I knew what he was speaking about.

    The local government was gung-ho about spending several hundreds of thousands of dollars on a project and, because very few people showed up at this particular board’s meetings, the elected officials assumed their plans were OK with the taxpayers. Or, it never occurred to them to ask.

    The young man seated in my office became fascinated with government through a class in college.

    He wasn’t married and didn’t have a girlfriend (as far as I knew) so he attended as many government meetings as he could. For all I knew, C-SPAN was his favorite TV channel. 

     
  • Tuesday, April 21, 2015 7:04 PM

    I wish I had taken time to get more formal education when I was younger. Undoubtedly some people who know me wish I had done so as well.

    But there is one thing education cannot do; it cannot make someone a good person. A trial going on this week affirms that truth.

    You have heard about the woman who finished in the top 5 percent of her class yet shot her boyfriend multiple times and then said to police, “I gave (my boyfriend) the nose job he always wanted” followed by peals of laughter.

    I wonder why the news keeps reporting she was an honor student, as if being an honor student somehow makes one honorable. We know that is not true.

    I knew a girl many years ago whose father was doing time in prison. His actions left his family practically destitute, according to mutual friends.

    He was a professional man with a doctor of laws degree so I am sure he was not only intelligent but in all likelihood had been an honor student.

     

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