Prison is not a very pleasant place. We can all agree on that.

Last week, I threw my camera bag in the back of the truck, pulled out of the garage, and, at the end of my driveway, I headed north. The leaves were falling, it was starting to get cold, and the sun was quickly dropping to the west.

We’re all glad the election is over and we’re no longer subjected to wall-to-wall campaign ads on television and radio. The faster we can get back to watching “Green Acres” reruns the better! But I can’t get over how differently Nebraskans in the east, and Nebraskans in the west voted this year.

Taken from the files of The Wolbach Messenger Ten Years Ago, 2014 The 2014 Farm Bill, which was signed into law earlier this year, repeals certain programs, continues some programs with modifications, and authorizes several new programs administered by the Farm Service Agency...On Wednesday, December 3rd, producers may attend a meeting at the community center (320 Center Avenue) in Wolbach from 9:00 until 11:30 a.m...The programs are presented by the University of Nebraska—Lincoln Extension and the Nebraska Farm Service Agency. On the “Sonny Side” by R.D.

The election is thankfully over, but I still can’t get over how much money pours into these campaigns. Back in the day, if a state legislative candidate spent more than $100,000 on a campaign to get elected to a $12,000-a-year post at the state capitol, it was a big deal.

Among the litany of household chores that I find myself being less than apt at accomplishing is grocery shopping. In case you were curious, that is the main reason why, on multiple nights each week, I find myself standing over my kitchen sink eating my dinner from the peanut butter jar.

Like a comet that swings by the earth every few years, there’s been talk now and then about placing some huge development between Omaha and Lincoln along the Platte River. Between the state’s two largest cities would be an ideal location for a new football stadium for the Cornhuskers, the reasoning goes.

When I was a senior in high school, something major happened at Palmer Public Schools. For the first time in that district’s history, and in a move that, at the time, was relatively uncommon, the Palmer school district decided to put laptop computers in the hands of every high school student.

Over the years, I’ve covered a few elections— probably more than I’d like to remember. Back in the day, we didn’t get the wallto- wall commercials slinging mud or the daily update on what the polls say.