Opinion

The Future of Journalism

While I was subbing in a second grade classroom last week, a parent of one of my students informed me that her daughter had read my most recent column. Of course, I was flattered that the child had wanted to read the musings of her substitute teacher, but I was also seriously impressed that a

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Methane, Memories, and Melancholy

With the possibility of overnight frost in the forecast, I decided to winterize our camping trailer last weekend. I thought it might be a good idea to avoid having to buy a third RV toilet in as many years, so this time around, I made a sincere effort to winterize our new camper correctly. Last

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Primary tears on any given day

There is nothing unusual about there being a few tears shed within the confines of a primary school building on any given day. Southern Boone’s primary school is no exception. Scraped knees, hurt feelings, and academic frustration all cause the pitiful displays of waterworks common to kids in kindergarten, first, and second grades. There is

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GOOOOOAAAAALLLLL!!!!!

When our daughter Tiana started playing soccer six years ago, Bethany and I weren’t sure what to expect. Watching Tiana play basketball had already taught us that our daughter, who was born with cerebral palsy, would not let the muscle spasticity and motor planning deficiencies associated with her condition stop her from participating in any

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Respect Her Decision, Respect Her

A few years ago, a young lady very dear to me confided that she was repeatedly raped by a close member of her family beginning when she was just seven years old. An innocent child. She was thirteen when she was assaulted for the final time, and by then her attacker was a legal adult.

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You miss a lot when staring at a phone

Last week was eventful, to say the very least. In just seven days, I attended seven live sporting events, serving as the press box announcer for four football games and cheering for my daughter Tiana at three soccer games. I subbed five days at the primary school in four classrooms. I participated in a classic

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Love and Bullets

On August 31, a twelve-year-old boy walked into a classroom at North Scott Junior High School in Eldridge, Iowa armed with a .22 caliber Smith & Wesson handgun. He ordered his classmates to get down on the floor, pointed the weapon at his teacher’s face, and pulled the trigger. Twelve years old. My youngest child

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A mostly-fantastic voyage

Before pulling our new-ish travel trailer to Springfield, Missouri, for the season’s final camping trip last weekend, I asked my friend Matt Old to take a look at my 2000 Chevy Suburban, which at 212,000 miles and counting, had a few issues that needed to be addressed—including an exhaust leak that made the old Family

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I need to get out more

When Bethany and I moved from urban Columbia to our home in the country outside of Hartsburg almost twenty years ago, the idea was to have a peaceful reprieve from the tens of thousands of people who make city living a crowded and often stressful ordeal for folks like me who prefer the quiet and

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My Babies are no longer babies

When the new school year begins next week, I will be the proud parent of two middle-schoolers and a senior in high school. This means that for the first time in twelve years, there will be no Naughtons in SoBoCo’s primary or elementary schools. Of course, I’ll still be subbing at the primary school every

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