Molly Bach enjoyed her fifth birthday on Monday, December 19 and spent a part of it working at the Boone County Journal. Bach was in charge of providing some meaning
For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to own a two-door 1957 Chevrolet. In order of preference: a Nomad wagon, a hardtop, a convertible, a two-door sedan,
Have yourself a materialistic little Christmas, Have it shipped next-day, From now on, our troubles will be miles away—in the collections departments of credit card companies… The over-commercialization of Christmas
Less than two weeks from Christmas and my daughters are still asking me what I want under the tree. What I would actually want is less. Less around the house,
“So, what do you do at the MOI?” a friendly stranger asked me at the Missouri Orthopaedic Institute holiday party last weekend. “Oh, I don’t work there,” I explained. “My
As of this writing on a Friday afternoon, the Southern Boone High School wrestling team had not yet competed in their first match. That took place on the night after
“Have you ever used nitrous before?” the hygienist asked as she prepped me for the dental work I was about to receive last week. “Um…not medically,” I sheepishly admitted. I’ve
One of the best parts of fall in Missouri is that three-to-four week period from mid-October until the middle or end of November when it begins to get cold, but
You will likely be relieved to learn that today’s column has very little to do with politics. Instead, this is a piece about people and the way we communicate. Specifically,