What is it about Nebraskans and the slab of aluminum we bolt onto the back of our cars, the license plate? For some reason, we Cornhuskers get emotional over the design of the state’s plates. There are gripes aplenty.

Tom Osborne for the Nebraska Hall of Fame? Sign me up. But maybe it’s worth spending a bit of time considering the rules for induction into the state’s most prestigious honor.

I have an old mantra that, if you want to be a good community journalist, just make sure that you say the Pledge of Allegiance or stand for the national anthem at least three or four times a week. If you are doing that, then there is a good chance that you are covering your community well.

For years, I have lived by a very simple philosophy when it comes to snacks. Whenever you feel it is appropriate, don’t hesitate to buy candy.

It’s one thing to try and cut out shenanigans in state government and another if you’re part of it.

Ten Years Ago, 2016 Central Valley boys second at Holiday Tournament.

On Christmas Eve, I decided to go shopping. It sounds like a crazy idea to hit the town and start selecting gifts, even if I was just shopping locally, but what made my adventure on the day before Christmas even nuttier was the fact that I was shopping for one very special individual.

As a reporter, you cover all kinds of stories. Stories about natural disasters, murders, grandmas who collect cookie jars, and good Samaritans.

I read a newspaper article last week that a lot of preparations were in the works for a pretty big birthday that was coming up. Instantly, I got excited.

The first time I walked into the state capitol, I wondered “what is making all these people walk like Olympic racers down these halls?” I almost got run over by some walkers; the new guy needed to get out of the way.