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My son and I make front porch the priority project
by Denise Dykstra I have a thing about front porches. I can’t help but notice as I drive by them. I have been known to send people a note saying,…
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Ramblin’ Road: Camping is a lifestyle that we chose
by Phyllis McCrossin It’s been an uneventful week. King and I hibernated in the trailer on Monday as the snow swirled around us. We did venture out once for a…
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Army Bob: Give Ukraine the tools to finish its mission
by Robert M. Traxler We are being told by the Russians in Ukraine that they are fighting the Nazis and fascists in Ukraine; the Ukrainians tell us that they are…
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Yes It’s True: Just how do I want to be remembered?
"Sometimes I wonder, just for awhile… will you ever remember me?” — Tim Buckley, 1967 When I wrote a feature story for the Kalamazoo Gazette about then-Lt. Gov. Brian Calley,…
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Easter time for beginnings and new kitchen towels
by Denise Dykstra Has this ever happened to you? I don’t think I could be the only one who has found oneself in this situation. I washed my hands at…
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Ramblin’ Road: Homeless folks live in campgrounds
by Phyllis McCrossin It’s Easter Sunday. If you don’t think there is a homeless problem in rural Michigan, then you are not paying attention. Check out the parking lots of…
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Enjoy Chicken Parmigiana with cauliflower beds
by Kathy Hamman Miller Preheat oven to 375 degrees.1 head of raw cauliflower 6 chicken cutletsOlive oil cooking spray24 ounce jar of marinara (I used RAO’S)6 Provolone cheese slices 1 cup seasoned…
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Yes It’s True: We’re still pot crazy after all these years
Even after all these years, there still are people in our midst who believe that marijuana is an evil substance, a gateway drug. I noticed this continuing phenomenon, which has…
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Army Bob: Why are we still dependent on our enemies?
by Robert M. Traxler The Covid-19 “pandemic,” coupled with the “supply chain crisis,” shine a light on the dirty little secret that we are at the mercy of our enemies…
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‘The Ford’ pinch hits in style for my ‘ShipsiBurban’
by Denise Dykstra I couldn’t make the blaring music stop, but I handled it very well. I screamed, shut off the engine. It still wouldn’t stop, so I opened the…