My Empty Nest column is in 50 some newspapers, give or take, in three states. The reason I say “give or take” is because I'm not sure what all newspapers carry my column. I'm often …
An orange sunrise, to rival the Buck Full Moon, greeted me on Tuesday, July 28, like the Signal Corps sending a message, “It's Curt's birthday, he's 78 and feels great, dang straight!” I …
How do you run at 26.2 mile marathon? One step atta time. How do achieve long-term sobriety if you're addicted to drugs and/or alcohol? One day atta time. How do you build the …
I see where Iowa State's Lake LaVerne has been drained and they are dredging it to make it deeper. (I don't know why they call it a lake. Being from rural Iowa, I would call it a …
Yee Haw! I've never seen anything like it in Iowa. Ginnie and I and Ginnie's granddaughter, Aria, were invited to the Suzanne and Adam Lange farm (or ranch) north of Burlington to watch …
Wanna quick SE Iowa summer flower tour, and enjoy the spectacular Iowa greeneration along the way, and maybe some ice cream? Of course you do! Here's three floweramas to delight your eyes …
Ginnie's father is Paul Harvey, no fooling, the Rev (Ret) Paul Harvey, that is. He's gotten a lot of mileage out of that name association. And he does have “the rest of the …
Wanna little day trip that is sorta like a pilgrimage? Head for Clinton, Iowa on U.S. Hwy 30 on the Mighty Mississip to see the Trolls. We first saw Trolls a couple of years ago in Chicago at …
The ad in the newspaper was tantalizing: “AI for seniors. 3 hours in two sessions offered by the County Extension Office through Iowa State University. Must be 60 or over. No …
We finally were able to get our Lincoln Log Raised Garden in (planted). It took us until early May, which is late. Better late than never, unless you're clever. You would think that …
You know those whirly-gig helicopter seedlings that soft maple trees shed in the spring by the gazillions, clogging gutters, and sprouting little trees in all the places you don't want trees, like …
When I was a little boy I had an imaginary playmate, Cappy. Being the youngest of eight children, and there being a three year gap between my next oldest sibling, a girl, Angel, and me, and …
