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Here’s to the ones we’ve lost

Back in the fourth grade, our daughter Chasity began learning and playing violin in the Jamestown School District, something she continued until her graduation from Jamestown High School. Now, I love music. I love playing “Who Sang This” with Sally when songs from the 50s through the ...

My husband is my scoreboard

I really haven’t learned much about football in my lifetime. I haven’t needed to. I just watch my husband. I can tell by his pacing, the variety and number of swear words used, and his propensity to stand up during particularly agonizing moments to inform me exactly what is going on in the ...

For the love of wine, have a glass

I have an urgent request: please drink a glass of wine this week. Share a bottle with your wife, your roommate or your Uncle Randy. It’s your duty as a citizen of the world. The wine industry in California and around the world is suffering, and I find it heartbreaking that something so ...

The five Italian good-byes, and more

All people of all ethnic backgrounds seem to have some kind of “traditions” that happened in their homes during their times spent together as a family. If you talk to others who share the same heritage as you, you and them will probably find that your “traditions” are very similar, ...

Looking back, we lived a dream, and more

Over time, we’ve tried very hard to make things as easy for our children as possible, short of doing everything for them. Sometimes, we had to say, “no” to things. Sometimes, we had to make them do for themselves, but where we could, and still can, we try to help them as much as ...

Whatever happened to “hello?”

There was a time when a ringing telephone meant something. Someone wanted you. The phone rang in the kitchen and everybody heard it. If you were a teenager, you might sprint 100 miles an hour from another room to get there before your mother did. There was no caller ID. No advance warning. You ...