Columnist John Moore has collected pennies all of his life. Including this 1934 Lincoln wheat penny. He’ll miss the penny when it’s gone. Photo: John Moore There’s a scene in The Grapes of Wrath when two children ask for candy in a store and it costs more than the...
I’m not sure how a tomato became the symbol of sewing in the South, but it did. My mom, and every other mom I knew in Ashdown, Arkansas, had a pincushion in the shape of a tomato. Many of those pincushions are still around. Judging from the workload that women endured...
Can you believe it…we’re already at the end of March 2023! The first quarter of the year has flown by so quickly and many of us are still trying to get started on many of the resolutions we’ve made for the New Year. It’s amazing to see this...
My uncle’s mother, Mrs. Ward, had a storm shelter. And I snuck into it every chance I got. Few others had one, so a storm shelter was absolutely fascinating to me. At least, a storm shelter is what they told all of the kids it was. It doubled as a storm shelter, but...
To witness bipartisanship at the Texas Capitol, look to the lawmakers who are working to improve open government laws. Legislators from both political parties are igniting interest in transparency and creating the opportunity for all lawmakers to protect the people’s...
When Eisenhower, JFK, and LBJ were in office, rarely would you find a kitchen that didn’t have one. Waking up each morning to the smell of bacon, sausage, and fried potatoes was just how the world turned in 1960s Ashdown, Arkansas. And an electric skillet was part of...
I get this question every now and then: We all feel a level of tension with the direction of society today, and maybe because of my role people often ask me: “How do I fight against all the changes happening in government and culture these days?” As a Christ...
Throughout my life, I have always been intrigued by lawyers. I have had friends who have been attorneys and to hear them speak is interesting. One man shared with me that he represented some of the worst people in our city, who he knew committed horrible crimes. I...
When I was growing up in Ashdown, Arkansas, I thought every adult was old. I really couldn’t tell how old someone was, I just knew that they looked old to me, so they were. Maybe that’s why the young man gave me the discount. About a dozen years ago, I went in early...
