Opinion

In 2003, my son Alex was just two-years-old, but I was already thinking about the possibility of him being sent to fight in the Middle East in a never-ending War

When I accepted an invitation to be the temporary music teacher at Southern Boone County Primary School to begin the new school year, I was overjoyed. Being a music teacher

I have always suspected that my wife Bethany and her sister Charla are identical, rather than fraternal twins. Until last weekend, I had no scientific basis on which to make

If you are a regular reader of my weekly missives, you have probably come to the conclusion that Travis Naughton likes writing about Travis Naughton. I won’t deny it. It’s

The last couple of weeks have been a bit of a blur for yours truly, (and not just because I’ve been taking prescription painkillers). You may recall reading in last

My senior year of high school began thirty years ago this month. A lifetime ago really. Back in 1989, I thought I would become a music teacher like my band

Over the next few weeks, millions of young adults like my son Alex will leave their parents’ homes and head off to college. Perhaps you have a son or daughter

When I was a seventh grader at Hannibal Junior High School, no one would have confused me with one of the “cool” kids. I didn’t have a girlfriend, I wasn’t

As my mother valiantly battled stage-four lung cancer, she half-jokingly told her doctors that she was the healthiest sick person they’d ever met. She wasn’t wrong. Other than the aggressive

The events described in Sylvia Plath’s literary masterpiece “The Bell Jar” take place in the early 1950s, a period contemporary Americans often refer to as “The Good Ol’ Days.” This