The Beatles - aka Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band - advised us when we die to “…declare the pennies on your eyes.”
After having the same telephone number for more than 30 years, it has come as a great pain in the neck to try and remember I now have a new home phone number.
The promotional materials for the Yakima Valley often say this area gets 300 days of sunshine a year.
Sometimes it’s hard to tell whether a politician is crazy or just joking.
Sept. 27 marked the beginning of the 181st Oktoberfest celebration in Germany.
This past Monday morning I woke up suddenly at 5:22 a.m. hearing what sounded to me like gunshots.
Mom was here for her annual visit last week.
There’s something so satisfying about getting out of bed when the world is still dark and quiet and resting. Making the coffee gives us time to scratch and think.
Shake off the blues, put on your shoes and tell grandma the news: the next generation iPhones are here.
Recall the old television commercial, the one that was easy to ignore because your mind told you something like that could never happen here?
What if we held politicians to the same standards as football players?
My heart has been heavy since hearing the devastating news that a good portion of my hometown was destroyed by a wildfire.
Just sit right back and you’ll endure a tale…a week from today, Sept. 26, marks the 50th anniversary of the classic TV sitcom “Gilligan’s Island.”
On a recent visit to the Goldendale Observatory, I was able to view the Milky Way Galaxy.
When we first noticed the baby sparrow, here at the house, it saddened us all.