Well it’s that time of year again when small town politics call for elections that they hope will have low attendance – low attendance from the opponents. So what do we have on our plates this time? School board, city council, bond elections … Yes, here we go again … more bonds. The city of [...]
I have to wonder sometimes how some people reach the conclusions that they do. To be specific, let’s look at those who would say that we’d all have a safer society if only the government had guns. Right now it seems farfetched that anyone would agree to that. But the issue today is comprehensive gun owner [...]
It surprised me to find a friend of mine, Phil Savoy, in the obituary column of the Hays Free Press last week. The last time we talked, I thanked him for possibly saving my life by halting me from being inactive and letting events take their course. He seemed puzzled that what he said one time had so much effect on what happened to me after college graduation.
Holy cow! I sat down and really tried to keep my mind open and unbiased so I could really give each his due. But good grief, presidential candidate Mitt Romney whupped President Barack Obama like a rented mule. In five minutes I knew Romney had it all over Obama. Romney was like a sandstorm at which Obama hunkered down, closed his eyes and waited for it to be over. He’s waiting for someone to invent a pocket teleprompter. After 30 minutes I saw that caption above Obama’s head, “Damn, I need a cigarette.”
British naval commander Lord Louis Mountbatten was an integral force in the Far East during WWII.
Reminiscing back on a former Kyle resident, memories of Randolph Groos sprang to mind, along with his antics and humor.
Robert Jeffries, pastor of the First Baptist Church of Dallas, issued the proclamation that Mormonism is a cult.
Growth in and around Kyle has been on my mind – and has been written about lately.
There are quite a few people who feel that the ACC annexation election was a raw deal because Austin Community College deliberately withheld vital information concerning the maximum tax liability that we property owners and renters could be paying.
“Aw, fuuuu..dge! But it wasn’t fudge I said. It was the word. The big one. The queen mother of all bad words.”
