I’m happy in Craig. I enjoy its scenic surroundings, distinctive seasons and slow pace. This summer, a thickheaded relative reminded me of additional attractions our town possesses.
Moving to a new place always has its ups and downs — whether one is moving across town or, in my case, moving more than halfway across the United States.
We all have our own interpretation of The American Dream, as do the characters of “War Dogs.” Still, there has to be a happy medium between hocking bed sheets and driving a truck of guns through something called the Triangle of Death.
Yes, I’ll admit it... I’m on the Trump Train and coming clean about the fact that I’m voting for the most unlikely of candidates is a little like betting on the Italian Stallion when he went up against Apollo Creed in “Rocky II.” Yeah, I know, that was a long time ago but this presidential race is gearing up to be a pugilistic panorama of epic proportions as we head into the final two months.
This week’s book is the first in a series of three. “Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children” was written by Ransom Riggs in 2011. The novel was written for the young adult reader; however, adults will also find it fascinating. The book will be made into a movie. The book is unusual because it is a “found” novel; that is, the fictitious story was found in some old photographs. Some of them were rather strange, even bizarre. It happened like this.
Now that school has started, I notice the school bus as it passes by Pipi’s Pasture each morning and afternoon while I’m at the corral doing chores. The sight of the bus brings back memories of the days I rode a school bus to Craig to attend high school.
I try to check the ingredients and directions for all of my column’s recipes, but once in a while I goof up. That’s what happened sometime in the winter. I didn’t catch the error; nobody said anything (you’re all too kind). Then last week, Robert Meckley, of Craig, called me about “Baked Beef and Cabbage.” He said that I had written in the column that it was snowing so it was awhile ago. He had made the recipe before (successfully), but he was curious about what he was supposed to have done with the other half of the shredded cabbage after he put half in the bottom of the casserole dish.
If you’re like me, you have surely been overwhelmed by this year’s presidential campaign ads, and various candidate solicitations via email, mail and even telephone. The stress of choosing a candidate is enough to bring us to tears!
Loyalty oaths have been tried in the past, but eventually were struck down by the courts as either too vague, or an unconstitutional violation of free speech. These applied, as far as I can tell from reading their history, only to American citizens. From the reaction of the media and Democrats (but I repeat myself), one might think Trump's name is a synonym for "bigot" and that he is attempting to create a master race in America. Not so fast.
With enough determination and effort, anyone can do something well and be recognized for their hard work. However, it takes a special kind of someone like the star of “Florence Foster Jenkins” to do something so poorly, so unapologetically wretched and still be genuinely inspiring.
It was a strange, head-swiveling, what-the-hell-just-happened day on the Donald Trump campaign trail. In other words, it was a day just like every other day, except this time they actually brought in some translators, not that it helped.
Tests are a relative measure of student academic success and are certainly at the forefront of any discussion regarding the effectiveness of our public schools. In a country that increasingly puts an emphasis on college preparedness, the pressure is on to perform on tests that measure academic ability with a greater stress on graduating with a diploma that will serve as more than just a ticket to get into the workforce.
We live in a world that is becoming more and more dependent on electronics, leading some people to believe that books, as we know them, will cease to be; everyone will read electronically. However, following the Summer Reading Program, the Moffat County Libraries have numbers to suggest that readers aren’t ready to give up bound books with pages to turn quite yet.
My dog really does lie to me
My dog lies to me. I was letting her out to do her business but it was becoming obvious there was a booger man out there making her bark ferociously or at least as ferocious as she is capable of.
Princeton, that once great school whose purpose at its founding in 1746 was to train ministers and whose motto remains Dei Sub Numine Viget (Under God's Power She Flourishes), has, like other schools of "higher" learning, jumped into the deep end of the pool of political correctness.