Opinion

When my aged Uncle Mort tells a story that is not “truth-proofed,” it merely means he heard it somewhere, and details may be accurate – or, more likely – figments of his imagination. Herewith is his most current tale.

For the last few years, I’ve spent money on a spiral calendar which I can carry with me to keep up with appointments and such. In years past, a calendar on the wall or on my desk would do, but with retirement, I’m a little more mobile, and need to have something I can see easily and carry around.

Allie Hibbitts and Patrick will become Mr. & Mrs.

We were given our paper sacks and sent out unsupervised throughout the neighborhood wearing our cowboy hats, ghost sheets, bandannas and swords, and plastic masks to Trick or Treat. This started well before dark and lasted until the sack was full or your little sister started to cry.

The Great Depression is now remembered by a precious few, and foggily if that. Still, it remains a ready backdrop in conversations when accounts of deprivation abound.

When my aged Uncle Mort tells a story that is not “truth-proofed,” it merely means he heard it somewhere, and details may be accurate-- or, more like-ly figments of his imagination. Herewith is his most current tale.

I have too much time on my hands. Of course, the laundry basket is full, the deep freeze is iced over, the flower beds are full of weeds that came up last spring and are on their second generation of babies, and I have thank-you notes to write from last Christmas. In spite of all those possibilities, I’ve been choosing to watch Facebook and You Tube videos.

On Sunday evening, the WHS Seniors hosted a homecoming dance and almost the entire high school was in attendance! It was great! Every kid danced and laughed and danced and smiled and danced and ate and danced for FIVE hours! It nearly did the sponsors in, but there were absolutely no problems! We have great students! Each one is a winner!

I have too much time on my hands. Of course, the laundry basket is full, the deep freeze is iced over, the flower beds are full of weeds that came up last spring and are on their second generation of babies, and I have thank-you notes to write from last Christmas. In spite of all those possibilities, I’ve been choosing to watch Facebook and You Tube videos.

When my aged Uncle Mort tells a story that is not “truth-proofed,” it merely means he heard it somewhere, and details may be accurate-- or, more like-ly figments of his imagination. Herewith is his most current tale.