Develop until no one can move

By Joe Rector If you are one of the many folks who travel Karns Valley Road and Emory Road, get ready for more headaches. Your drive time will grow; your frustration level will increase; and your chances of being involved in an accident will multiply. A tract of land...

I am guilty

By Joe Rector I’m guilty. I plead that to many things in my life. Some aren’t especially attractive, while others are just a bit goofy. Still, all of this time spent avoiding most people and places in order to stay healthy has found me looking a bit deeper at who I...

God have mercy on us

By Joe Rector I saw the obituary for a high school friend in the paper. It made me sad and just a bit shocked. The reminder that people my age and I are reaching the last few years of our lives also delivered a jolt. Younger folks are tired of hearing about “Baby...

Go grubby

By Joe Rector Amy bought me one of those micro-shavers that trims and shaves and cuts. It’s a neat little gadget that gives me a break from the shaving ritual that I’ve followed for decades. This new razor would be nicer if I used it to cut the scraggily parts of a...

Who has the right?

By Joe Rector Americans baffle me. We never seem to stay on an even keel. One minute we are excited about the wonderful things in this life; the next, we are bemoaning the terrible fates that have befallen us. What we might do before the whining begins is realize that...

The Best Hour of the Week

By Joe Rector This coronavirus has kicked us for half a year, and most folks are losing patience with it and the restraints that it demands of us. Some people handle things better than the rest of us. I feel for young people the most. They’ve lost graduations,...