Minor, JoyceHighlands Today
I think I have reached that “certain” age, when my body has begun to betray me. It’s not just that my usual iron stomach now suffers occasional bouts of indigestio...
When I sat down to write this column I had no idea what to write about. It seemed we’d had a particularly uneventful week, and I couldn’t think of a thing worthy of comment.
What’s up with the weather lately? Last Tuesday the temperature in Sebring topped out at 101 degrees. It’s rarely that hot here in July, let alone November.
Bombs… right here in Sebring.
I am often struck by the incongruities of American life in 2015. Perhaps I’m just feeling cynical, but here’s a sampling of what gets under my skin, yet makes no sense to...
Our third grandchild was born yesterday but this time we were not present at the hospital. We stayed at our daughter’s house with our 2-year-old grandson, Rorke.