We have all heard the adage that what's on the internet can never be erased, and I suppose many of us chock it up to hyperbole.

There is a loud crash followed by the sound of metal crumpling, filling your ears until nothing else is audible.

Our family suffered a visit from the Grim Reaper last month. My sister’s husband lost his battle with Alzheimer’s. Attended by his wife, son, …

Last week, with all of the uncertainty surrounding virtually everything, the local merchants banded together to make sure that the area kids d…

The following piece was forwarded to me by a classmate. No one seems to know who wrote it, or where it came from. I don’t usually share my col…

Well, it is that time again. Time for farmers to break out the equipment and bring in the year's crops. The yield unknown, the future unknown,…