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President Trump highlighted "American victims of illegal immigration" on Friday, hosting families of people killed by people who immigrated to the U. Trump said at the White House. I watched family member after family member holding photos of their lost loved ones and listening to their stories. We have to embrace the fact that we do have an immigration problem and stop turning it into a talking point for elections.

I say we at least let him try or offer up a better solution that still keeps Americans safe. We need to stop taking a side and start thinking constructively, yet compassionately.

Before you fix your leaking water line in your house, you do one simple thing: Before you change a receptacle in your house, you shut off the breaker. Our border should be treated the same. A sixth branch of the military, in space no less, could be in our near future. Unless congress launches that idea into the sun see older columns for reference to shooting things into the sun. Last week President Trump announced "Space Force. Very importantly, I'm hereby directing the Department of Defense and Pentagon to immediately begin the process necessary to establish the Space Force as the sixth branch of the armed forces.

I think it would be so cool to have them modeled after Storm Troopers from Star Wars movies. Those guys are super intimidating. All joking aside, space is an important place to be dominant. You must consider that our satellite technology is of the utmost priority in the event of a war.

If space is secure, then our troops on the ground have a better chance of winning battles. Sorry to my lib friends. I think Trump is on to something here. No offense to my kids, but I am glad they are out of the house and on their own.

They are always your kids and always come home. Last weekend we had all three of our kids home. This is pretty tough to manage considering one of them lives 7, miles away. They may all be adults now, but when they come home, they pick up right where they left off. They make a mess! When you are 40 people, you are just crazy. Yep, we had about 40 family members show up over the weekend. It was our 30th wedding anniversary and aunts and uncles and sisters and brothers and cousins and extended family all came to celebrate with us.

The next time we all will be together will be in April of when Nick and Natalie get married! It takes my breath away a little bit to think it will be that long before we see him again. Two high school sweethearts tied the knot on June 17, just one month after I graduated from high school. There were groans from family and friends when we announced we were getting married. They said we were too young. We were, but all we had was each other and we did it.

We have so many stories from 30 years. Not only does it mark our 30th, we will have all of our children home. Nicholas of course is in the Navy based with the Marines in Okinawa. He did it while being promoted!

There will be so much to celebrate. This will be a bittersweet gathering for us. How Ronda has ever put up with me, I will never know. There has never been another love in my life as I have found in you Ronda. You are my wife, my best friend, my business partner and so much more.

We were last together at Christmas, which just seems like yesterday. This trip home comes after a short deployment to South Korea and the Philippines. When he came home in December, I warned him that it was cold here in Kansas. It was like 65 degrees. When I talked to him last week, I warned him it was hot and humid here. He said, "Dad, I live near the Equator.

One of my favorite things about Nick coming home is his menu requests. I would imagine I could grill hamburgers every night and he would be fine with that. I realize that we have to share him with someone very special to him, his fiance Natalie Bare. They will be making plans for their April wedding. Natalie will be going with Ronda and I on Friday to pick him up. Today is Memorial Day.

This year was particularly hard because I was very short handed at Lake Arrowhead Resort. Mower man Dave Gilbert, took a much needed vacation to Alaska for two weeks.

I could handle it though and I had a great offer from my former go-to-guy Leroy Weber to help out with some mowing. I took him up on it and I am glad I did! Main mower had charging issues. I thought I had this fixed before Dave left. I loaded it up and took it to Stucky Repair in Kingman. I had burned up a wiring harness and rather than keep replacing the wire, we just replaced the entire service bulletin advisement for a kit that was to solve the problem once and for all.

I also discovered the seat bracket was broken. Graded all the roads and one hour later, we got 1" of rain The road grader started leaking coolant. Carry two jugs of water on the back of the grader. I regraded the roads and stopped frequently to give her a drink. The main mower is not done, so I mowed all day with a bush hog and the tractor.

I managed to mow in 1st gear. As it was getting dark, I realized that I had missed a dinner with friends in town.

I finally had to actually go to my real job, but I broke my glasses and am having issues seeing. The main mower is fixed, now I had to run to Kingman to get it.

I ran home and hooked up my trailer and noticed that my fender was shoved into the tire. I thought that was strange. As soon as I moved it, I realized it was more serious than that. I had broken a leaf spring and the axle had slid back. The trailer was toast.

So I had to use my car trailer to haul the mower home. I joked that I could have pulled home about 6 mowers. I made it back safely and started mowing again. I finished up at 6: I came to realize that I am spread too thin and am thanking the good Lord above that Leroy is still helping! Josh Ybarra also came out and helped do some trimming before the big weekend.

Ronda left to go help our son move out of his appartment in Hays and helped his girlfriend move into her new appartment. We finished up the majority of the newspaper by noon and I went back out to mow the dam and spillways. This should be the end of mowing for the week. So, it was a memorable week getting ready for Memorial Day weekend. I appreciate all the things that Dave does and I would have been out there working whether he was here or not.

Having Leroy and Josh around was such a blessing. Just a couple of months ago, we lost a great friend. Ron Fincher passed away at the Kansas Heart Hospital after complications from open heart surgery.

His son, Brett Fincher, has been a life long friend. So, when he called saying he had been having some pain in his chest and was going in for a stress test, we all got pretty concerned about him.

He went to the same surgeon his dad had gone to. Last week, Brett underwent a heart cath at the Kansas Heart Hospital. Obviously scared of what this experience was going to be like, I offered up my experience with it and assured him that he was going to be just fine.

Brett insisted that he was probably going to be all plugged up and needed several stents because of his genetics. Keep in mind, Brett works out hard every day and jokingly we call him a "thoroughbred. When we got there we ran into an old friend and classmate who was also there for support. We caught up in the lobby and waited for news on Brett.

Doug had lived in the house I grew up in and later in life, we did some horse trading on cars. It was really good to see him and great to hear about his missions work in India. The surgeon came out and asked for the Fincher family. Well, that was Doug, Ronda and me. He announced, "Brett is just fine. That was great news. I always feel bad when I make a mistake in the paper. Last week I thought we had a phone number wrong in an ad, but it turns out the phone was just messed up for a day.

To make me feel better Barb sent this gem of a poster hanging on a restaurant window, I assume in the Kansas City area. It gave me a good chuckle. I just realized that it was one year ago that you and Mike moved away. I get in my truck and rev the engine up a few times, put it in gear with my foot on the brake and gas and when I take off, I go as fast as I can Before our busy season begins at the lake, Ronda and I have been itching to experience new things and take mini road trips on the weekends.

When Derrick and Shanda Swinehart and their daughter Aubrey invited us to watch them race their cars in Great Bend last weekend, we took them up on it. Three generations of local people seemed like a historical event that we should go see.

So our tour started out with me doing some investigative work on a bond skip I had last week in Pratt County. We stopped and visited with a couple of locals before moving on down the road. At this point, I had not yet developed my "need for speed. We rolled into Great Bend about 45 minutes before the races began and found the Swineharts.

Although I wanted to ask 40, questions, I knew they were all getting ready for their races. Shanda was quite informative and gracious enough to explain what was going on to me and Ronda. First up to race was their daughter Aubrey. Aubrey has been racing since she was old enough to drive a car.

She was running low 12 second quarters in her Nova. We walked to the line as she drove her car into position. The lights lit up on the tree and when it hit green, Aubrey had gunned it. The earth shook, my ears hurt and the next thing I knew Aubrey was flying down the track. She won her race. I think she drove across the line going about mph. We were instantly hooked! Our team had just won a race!

Like we had anything to do with this team. I was given a sneak preview of the behind the scenes of this sport by Derrick a week before. He had showed me two of his three race cars. One was a dragster fueled by alcohol and nitrox. As a complete novice, I just thought two cars pull up, the lights go to green and you race down the track and the first one to cross the finish line wins. Those who take this sport seriously have a lot invested, including computers and weather stations to help calculate their times.

They sort of compete with themselves and the other car in the lane next to them. It made my brain hurt a little bit. One was a Jeep Cherokee. We saw Vetts, Camaros, Trucks and even motorcycles racing that day. This is the real deal with the parachute that pops out the back and everything.

I was pretty excited when I saw Derrick shoe horn himself inside the cockpit of this miniature rocket and put his helmet on. We walked over and did the same routine with following him to the line.

Before the race, the drivers pull up to an area that is wet so they can do a quick burnout to get the tires hot and sticky for the launch at the starting line. Dear God, there is a lot of power in one of these cars! There was a buy back. During that intermission, we watched Gordy Myers win one and lose one. We also ran into Troy Wells from Medicine Lodge. At the end of the evening, all our Medicine Lodge people had been eliminated, but this was a great experience and probably one of our funnest mini-road trips we had taken in quite sometime.

As we were leaving, I power braked my truck and got the tires to break lose on the pavement, doing what I thought was a pretty impressive burn out. After being scolded for doing that, I still pulled away with a huge grin on my face! Thank you to the Myers and the Swineharts for letting us hang out with you all and see an unusual and entertaining family bond! Good luck on the rest of your season! So I know too well how many of you parents are feeling this week.

The thought of your child, whether first one, or the last one, or the middle one graduating just makes you about spin out of control. Their world is about to change in an amazing way. There will be new freedom and the ability for them to choose their paths.

My confidence comes from knowing many of you parents and knowing the faculty and staff of MLHS. We live in a blessed little community with great people looking after our children.

For you seniors, take nothing for granted. Your experiences at MLHS will be the launching point for life. Remember the values that you were taught, not just algebra and science. Remember your relationships with your classmates. Remember the successes and failures of your sports teams, your coaches and teammates. Remember your time at MLHS. These will be some of the best memories of your life.

The new memories you are about to make will also be great experiences. This is a very special class to me.

My Nephew Riston Landwehr is graduating, top of his class! Congratulations Riston and the class of I wish you the best of luck in all of your endeavors. Bush turned to her doctor in the last few days of her life. The doctor looked a little surprised when she answered, "Because I drank and smoked when I was pregnant with him.

She died at her home in Houston on Tuesday surrounded by the ones she loved. Bush said on Wednesday that he spoke with Mrs.

Bush by telephone shortly before her death to tell her he loved her, and she replied that she loved him too. The Bushes had celebrated their 73rd wedding anniversary in January, making them the longest-married couple in presidential history. As the wife of the 41st president and the mother of the 43rd, George W. Bush was only the second woman in American history to have a son of hers follow his father to the White House.

The family obstetrician practiced there one month a year, and that month happened to be June. She was the third child of the former Pauline Robinson and Marvin Pierce. Her father was in the publishing business and eventually became president of the McCall publishing company. Can you imagine being the first lady and the mother of a former president? Her life was so interesting and she carried herself so well.

God rest her soul. I know that I am growing older when I get concerned about my pear and peach trees. One day they had beautiful blooms on them, the next day they were gone.

I sort of jumped the gun on spring and spring made sure she told me who was boss. Saturday evening I noticed that we were dropping below freezing. I ran around and unscrewed garden hoses and attempted to drain out some pumps I had prepared for some controlled burns I was helping with.

Somehow in the late night hours, I missed one drain plug. On the day before we were going to burn some brush piles, I went and fired up the pump. As soon as it started, I knew something was terribly wrong. I was soaking wet and was getting wetter. When I realized my pump casing was broken and spraying me with water, I shut it down. I think I only own like three pairs of socks and two pairs have holes in them. That sounds strange, but I am more comfortable in a pair of shorts!

Thursday afternoon was my first official day back in shorts! By Saturday, my disappointed toes were back in socks as the weather plummeted into the 40s. I also had to put my pants back on I explained that it was a secret and I could not tell her.

It could have been to my Snapchat or Facebook account. Heck, it could have been nuclear codes. I was in a full-blown conversation about security with a five-year-old. There are sticky notes all over my desk with log-ins and passwords to different accounts. It was my computer Now she is staring at the screen as I write this column.

She seems really interested. She grabbed the trash and said, "I am going to work on this in my office," and she darted out. One thing is for darned sure. I mean cute and entertaining. I almost answered, "Time to get out of my office," but instead I told her it was 3: Grandma is the boss! Anyone that knows Ronda and I very well, know that we love live music. Our first official date was at a concert in It was Metallica and Ozzy Ozborne! I had a really tough time answering that question.

My favorite band of all time has to be the Eagles. This band brings back memories of my childhood. This one is mine. It might sound silly, but if you love music like I do, you know how it moves the soul.

I love all kinds of music from bluegrass to heavy metal. I must be getting old because I have caught myself telling my kids their rap music is terrible, too loud and to turn it off. Keep in mind, we buy tickets early to get the best seats possible.

A few weeks back some friends called and said they had two extra tickets to the Eagles at Sprint Center in Kansas City for Monday, March Even though it was a week night, I could not pass up seeing my favorite band and jumped at the chance, sort of forgetting I had the March 25th show already booked. At least I do. My parents listened to the Eagles and I fell in love with them from a very early age. You still have the familiar Joe Walsh on guitar and vocals and Timothy B.

Schmidt on bass and vocals, but this line up only performed together for two years before breaking up in for 14 years. It was then that they put differences aside and reformed that line up. Earlier performers included Bernie Leadon, Randy Meisner and Don Felder, who was famous for his song "Hotel California" along with over 17 tracks he contributed during his time with the Eagles.

Glenn Frey and Don Felder had had enough of each other in The Eagles disbanded shortly thereafter. In , the day after Frey's death, Felder told the Associated Press that he felt an "unbelievable sorrow" when he learned about Frey's death.

This kid sounds just like his dad and is only 22 years old. Also joining the Eagles was one of my all-time favorite guitarist and vocalist Vince Gill. We got a double dose of the Eagles. I was in music heaven!! I did not realize that Don Felder would basically do most of The Hotel California album at this concert.

I assumed I would be subjected to music that I had never heard from his post Eagles career. I was pleasantly surprised that I was wrong.

I believe we witnessed rock and roll history last week. I just have the same old desire to see the ones I love. An interesting side note: I also bought us tickets to Metallica for March of ! It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything.

I met Mike Pompeo at the Grand Hotel several years ago and then he stopped into our office shortly after that. I kind of wished I had taken a photo with him now. A few weeks after that visit he subscribed to the newspaper. Now I doubt he probably has time to read this, but I did note that Mr. Pompeo was a very interesting person.

I found him polite and intelligent. I also remember after meeting him that I forgot to ask his party affiliation. I liked him and I liked what he had to say about rural America and he had my vote.

If by some crazy chance Mr. Pompeo is reading my newspaper, I want to congratulate him and thank him for serving his country in this capacity.

I would think Secretary of State would be the hardest job you could ever have, next to President of the United States. From my limited knowledge of him and first impressions, I believe Mr. Pompeo will do the right thing for our country in these perilous times. I ran into the office and pulled my column off the page, so that at the very least, we could share our condolences with Brett and Kim and all the folks at Finchers Findings. While the kids were growing up, I did the typical dad thing relived my childhood through them.

Ronda was the nurturer and often nurse. Both Breeann and Joey had multiple motorcycle and gokart injuries. By the time Nicholas was born, I was no longer able to play with the children per mom-orders. I watched once as Joey drove his first motorcycle through a 2 railed, 2"x6" fence at 30 mph. The most interesting part of that story is that he was 4-years-old.

I had taught him how to balance on a bike, rolling down a hill without training wheels just 1 week earlier. Any good dad knows that that is enough experience to put an engine under him and let him ride. I put a helmet on him, gloves and a leather coat and even some goggles over his eyes.

Feel better about me now? My mission was to do the same as I had with his older sister: Tie a rope around the motorcycle and let him go slowly at first until he got the hang of it. I remember how mad my wife was at me when I came home with this motorcycle. I had rolled through Mullinville, KS on my way home from a job one day and some guy was selling these motorcycles on the side of the road, so naturally I stopped.

After I threw my money at him and he helped me load it up in my truck, I drove home with visions of my "father of the year trophy" all shiny on my desk. I got it home and unloaded it. I polished it up as my wife stood there shaking her head and telling me how bad of an idea this was. Now here we were. Father and his son were about to make history.

This kid took off like a pro-motocross racer from the gate and ripped the rope right out of my hand. I busted after him at my slightly-slower than Olympic running speed, screaming, "Let off the gas!

He was a good 20 yards in front of me. I was yelling, "Stop! Jesus, this is a good time for the rapture! It was over in about 10 seconds and he was on the ground with the motorcycle on top of him, still running, back wheel spinning. He still had the throttle gunned. I ran over, shut off the bike and lifted it off of him. I could see his wide-eyed stare through his fogged up goggles.

She was out the door and sprinting towards us. It looked like she was investigating the crash scene, but I think she was actually looking for broken parts of the motorcycle to pick up and hit me with. The motorcycle was broken.

My wife was not having it. She took Joey inside to clean him up. I took the bike down to the shed and heated up the frame and forks and got it bent back into riding condition. Although I was told that I could not let him ride it again until he was older and ready, Joey was ready to try again within a few days. I had a better understanding of how tight to hold the rope and he had a better understanding of the throttle control. In time, he became an excellent rider and this first crash prepared him for many more to come.

I sat patiently with Bree on Saturday morning as she learned how to do corrections and the final stages of the newspaper before it went to press. I explained that there has probably never been a more thorough person as a "copy editor" for any small town newspaper the size of ours.

My mom has always been a huge part of the newspaper making process. Many of the mistakes you might find happened after she had proofed the newspaper. They were usually last minute changes. Now it might seem weird to honor her for her birthday with a story like that, but my mom has been a bigger part of my adult business life, than my childhood - at this age and stage of the game. My mom is turning 75 years-young on Wednesday, March 7, I could have used my space to tell funny stories about her like the time she took my sister and I to Century II in Wichita to an event.

She got lost and ended up on the grounds sidewalks in our car. Quietly and with little to no fanfare, my youngest son left the age of teenager and turned 20 years old on Sunday, February In Okinawa, you only have to be 20 years old to buy an alcoholic drink, unlike being 21 in the states.

Oh what a difference a year makes. I remember buying Joey his first beer on his birthday. We met in Great Bend, KS. Joey was going to school in Hays at the time. Half way would be somewhere off the coast of Alaska in the Pacific Ocean. Instead, I bought him a guitar and shipped it to him.

I expected it to take 4 weeks, but it took less than a week, so he got it a little early! It was just the flu, but it felt like much worse than H1NDeath-whatever-it-was I kept waiting for a cart to roll by my house with a driver wrapped up in linens and a mask shouting, "Bring out your dead!

I wanted to a couple of times. I cook, attempt at cleaning no where near her standards , bring her drinks, soup, medicine, take her temperature, place ice packs on her head, etc. She did deserve to get away from me for a little while. This stuff was on its 5th day by the time she needed to get out of the toxic relationship. By toxic, I meant contagious. I surprised her with a nice dinner though. I actually got up, grilled some steak and made jalopeno poppers wrapped in bacon and even roasted sweet potatoes.

By Sunday morning, I was feeling like I was over the hump. We decided that a good way to pass the rest of that day was to watch some movie on Netflix. I figured, meh, ok. I clicked it and expected to be asleep within a few minutes. It was a 2 hour movie redone recently on the basis of the Disney cartoon that from I had watched more than times with my daughter Breeann.

I had also cut my teeth on VHS repair during those years when the machine had eaten the movie and my daughter would break out into tears. Put our service to the test! No one's quick as Gaston. No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Gaston's.

For there's no man in town half as manly. Perfect, a pure paragon! You can ask any Tom, Dick or Stanley. And they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on At one point Belle had to leave the Beast and rescue her father.

I was like, "Am I crying? It had to be the Robitussin. Maybe it was a combination of both, but I was choked up and sobbing a few times. It was the thought that I still had 1 hour and 45 minutes of this to go! It brought back some great memories.

The back and forth of motions, responses, petitions and the grueling slow grind of the legal wheel is often maddening Our society has one of the finest judicial systems in the world, if not the best. If not understood, on the outside, it looks like a cluster of unorganized chaos. All of it has purpose for fairness and accountability for each side, whether it be for the plaintiff or the defendant. With each court filing, I try my best to put it into plain English so that you can process it.

Every motion, memorandum or rulings are just small pieces of a complex process that our community must go through to get to the end.

My heart breaks when I think about what everyone has gone through in this difficult situation: I wear so many hats at times: Today my job is simply to present you with the most current information, without inserting my opinion. I hope I do that, while honoring this process of law. My hope is that we soon heal as a county and community; that we are safe and that there is justice - in what form, I do not know.

Jessica Wright is moving to greener pastures - or hallways of chaos, either way you look at it. Jess is going to the Grade School to work as a Para. It goes along well with her decision to go back to school and get a degree in teaching. What will I miss most about Jessica?

But seriously folks, Jess has been great to work with and I wish her the best of luck! Breeann AKA Bree comes to us as green as green can be. She will introduce herself next week.

Along with Bree, we get our Granddaughter Baylee for half the day in the office. Baylee is currently finishing her degree in pres-school, so she only goes half days. Her afternoon office is across the hallway from mine, so every few minutes she brings me her "work. I also get lots of drawings of bunnies, sunshine and trees - refreshing for this time of year.

One Tuesday afternoon back in early , my dad took a trip to Missouri and left a space-filler for his column that said, "Will Return.

I was working as the pressman during those days and saw an opportunity to test my writing skills. He let me continue to write, but then eventually sold the newspaper and moved to Missouri. I was always involved in the newspaper business. I had my diapers changed there, I grew up and played there. I swept the floors there and eventually ran a press there. I miss those days at the Index and I miss those folks I worked with.

One day several years ago Doris found a snippet my dad wrote in February of , "I have been toying with the idea of starting a personal column for the Index for the past three years," he wrote. When we started our newspaper in , my early columns were terrible, even worse than today. Many people over the years have asked me, where the name came from. In my Grandpa Bill bought his first newspaper, the Logan Republican. Seriously though, some of these columns were very well done and made me smile to think how far back my heritage in the newspaper business goes.

Of what, I do not know KWIBS, of some form, has been a part of Kansas newspaper history for close to 75 years now, with a few years of gaps in between. Jessica has a natural gift for writing and has really evolved over the last year.

Not everyone is a Doris Sorg who can put up with me for Only one other woman has chosen a longer path in life So far, she has not given me notice she is leaving! Most small town newspapers have been gobbled up by larger corporations and conglomerations of small chains. Sometimes sharing those resources in a centralized location in rural Kansas makes sense. I have been actively seeking an employee.

I had some excellent applications. Two of which I really wanted to hire, but for various reasons, I could not make a decision. It takes a person who loves their community to write about it. Human nature makes it that way. More people want to read about crime and chaos than the successes and accomplishments of a community. It's been a mission statement for us to, "Report the good news about our community. I always dreamed of one of my boys running the newspaper one day.

That would make us 4 generations deep. It never occurred to me that Breeann might be interested. The thought of working with a family member who is so opinionated and stubborn and hard headed and moody, probably prevented her from ever asking me. We can get pretty frustrated with each other at times. I mentioned, jokingly, to her that she should work her way into the family business.

She was actually interested. I think for a split second, I was scared I had mentioned it, but then I thought back to when my dad let me write that second column. Well, probably as well as I did when I first started. She might be even better. I had her write me a little story about something she knew about and she did a pretty good job.

Her children are older and in school. This will be a challenge for sure, but I think with a little time, she can be a great addition to our family newspaper. Please be patient with us while we work through the process of getting her involved and please pray for patience for me! Thank you to everyone who applied and expressed interest. Sunday morning I worked Pratt County for some bonding business and then grabbed some lunch. While at lunch, I got two more bonding calls out of Barber County.

Then we got a phone call from our daughter needing a sitter for the grandkids that night. As it worked out, I dropped off Ronda at the house and went in to assist some folks out of the Barber County Crossbar Hotel, as one of the defendants called it.

Ronda suggested I pick up the grandkids on my way home. The grandkids were excited to see grandpa. They grabbed what I thought was warm clothing and we headed out to the truck. By the time I had gotten home, I had answered about questions ranging from, "why do turkeys make that sound" to what is "DNA"?

I had an easier time explaining DNA. When I pulled into the drive way, my granddaughter was asleep and missing one cowboy boot. I found the boot under the back seat, slipped it back on her naked foot and after I got her awake and stable, set her on the ground.

I just wanted to get inside, get warm and get fed. I was exhausted from the 7 mile trip home. I can still trick them into eating about anything if I just call it chicken. I have been known to put a tub of ice cream on the floor and two spoons and say, "get it" in place of actual food.

I am told this is alright if you are a grandparent. Parents are not allowed to do this. So we ate and still had a couple of hours to burn. I know what to do. Watching them blow them up and turn bright red in the face is wonderful. I know they are getting plenty of oxygen and working their lungs. Monday both Ronda and Jess came down with a bug, leaving me the only healthy person in the office.

I told Jess to stay home, Ronda insisted on working. She lasted about two hours and left me in charge. I was chugging along pretty well. We were busy since Monday was a holiday and everyone seemed to not mind braving the cold weather. It was an unusually busy Tuesday. Before Ronda left at noon she asked me to make the deposit. I thought that would be easy enough. She did all the work. All I had to do was walk it over to the bank. After 3 hours of customers and phones ringing, I finally made it to the bank, but I think I missed the cut off.

Thankfully, I think I had enough in there to cover checks. We appreciate all you do! It was the end of "Christmas Break" for Ronda and I. We still had a few days left with Nick before he left for Japan on Friday morning. We were pretty quiet driving in.

We were not really looking forward to going back to work, not even knowing where to begin We might have even been a little grumpy. Ronda started laughing when we got to the Assembly of God sign. I hope to be lean, but not have a lien. I keep my motor clean in my full steam space machine. Speaking of, did I mention my home economics teacher in high school was named Charlene? I was hoping to jump on a trampoline inside a submarine dressed as a wolverine. I am also wanting to keep my spleen at least until Halloween - all in !

Thanks Rodney for being our local sign comedian and turning me into "Dr. Seuss" last Tuesday morning. So I want to give a big shout out and a big thank you to a couple of guys who have served this city well for several years. Norm Clouse and Mike Roe take their city council seats for one last moment tonight and then ride off into the sunset.

Well, maybe not, but they are leaving the council. These guys were original movers and shakers. They took part in some unpopular, but necessary actions to improve the functionality of our city government. I applaud them for sticking it out and seeing things through. You guys are appreciated and we hope to be interviewing them soon as civilians! Today is Christmas, but you probably are reading this on Tuesday, December 26th or even later.

The holidays will sort of mess up our delivery schedules, but we will publish our weekly newspapers through the holidays. I hope you had a Merry Christmas! I know of so many in our community that have experienced loss of family members around the holidays and it is my prayer that the Lord gives you peace, hope and love during this time of year.

No one is immune to loss. In the last few years, our family has lost several family members. Within the last year we lost two uncles. Ronda and I enjoyed looking through old family Christmas decorations a few weeks ago. She used them to decorate for our Christmas this year. It reflects over 30 years of Christmas together. The memories are the gifts that those who have passed leave us. If it all worked out, we had our entire family together for Christmas this year.

It would be the first time since since we were all home for the holidays. I love getting Christmas cards with family photos. Next week will be a recap of I love to reflect and find the positives in life during this time of year. I hope you will take time to remember My prayer for our little town is that is the best year yet!

In a few short days, my Christmas present to myself and my family will be here. Our Son Nick is coming home from Okinawa, Japan for a couple of weeks! Perfect timing and much luck has made this trip possible. The gap in between offered Nick the opportunity to come home, if all goes as planned.

Keep it down Rocketman. He will actually leave on Friday morning, his time, and arrive Friday afternoon, our time. It was not a special occasion for him or for us, but we are so grateful to have our entire family back together for Christmas this year. Because of this special visit, our office hours will be somewhat sporadic over the holidays and for the week in between.

We will be receiving our mail and checking our voice mail system and we have a drop slot in our door for you to drop things by over the holidays.

Thank you in advance for your patience!! And we are at my favorite edition of the year! The kids are just too funny. I hope you enjoy them as much as we have. Behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying, "Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take to you Mary your wife, for that which is conceived in her is of the Holy Spirit. And she will bring forth a Son, and you will call His name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins.

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