This week, I have decided that every spelling error in the paper is the fault of one person. Mrs.

Things are getting plenty confusing about who is running for office this fall, and who isn’t. And that’s probably the intent.

It is not hard to get a great photo of someone in public taking a bite of food. What is hard is getting a great photo at that moment— the type of photo that would definitely embarrass the subject if printed—without being noticed.

Reporters take a lot of notes, and as I recall, the notes I took during 2023 when the state approved dramatic cuts in state income taxes had supporters saying: “don’t worry, if the state gets into financial straits, it could pause the cuts.” Well, let’s fast forward to today.

That time of year is nearing—the time when you have to pay the second half of your property taxes, due by the end of July. It’s a big check, and I write two of them, one for my house and one for the small farm that’s still in the family.

If there is a high point of my week, especially in the summer, it is that one evening each week when I leave the office early, go home and put on my grubby clothes, and climb aboard my lawn mower. No computers, no commas, no phone calls.

Taken from the files of The Wolbach Messenger Ten Years Ago, 2016 The Central Valley Ponies went 1-1 in their tournament last week. Last Tuesday in Wolbach, the Ponies defeated St.

A week after I returned home from vacation, I am still constantly reminded of my trip. Turns out that, like the memories, the sunburn that I acquired while lying on the beach for a couple of days doesn’t quickly fade away.

For nearly thirty years, I’ve been a season ticket holder for Nebraska volleyball matches. I also used to cover the sport.

A good buddy has a favorite saying: “We’re all smart. We have smartphones.” It’s funny, and I’ve used it several times.