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I’m writing this column a few days early for once. It’s not like there’s anything else I’m going to settle on, and who knows what the next few days will bring.

There’s no real way around it. The first time I ran an errand with a face mask on last week, I felt like a dork.

Colin’s been getting a taste of some old-school video games over the past week.

When I was growing up, I always thought a World Series between the Cardinals and Rangers would be a no-lose prospect for me. I lived in St. Louis. I was born in Dallas. Either way, a team I liked would win.

An old friend posted a link Friday morning on Facebook that I really wish she hadn’t. It’s easily the most irritating earworm I’ve ever heard in my life.

I’ll admit it: I watch too much television.

Newsrooms have a long, not always proud tradition of gallows humor. The jokes and stories that get passed around are rarely the kind of things we’d publish, especially when the people telling the stories have been in the business for a while.

It started off as an experiment, a trial and error. It ended with being a member of a state championship team.

I’m not a chilihead the way some people are. Don’t get me wrong, I probably use more than my share of hot sauce. When my wife and I were dating, she thought my parents’ cooking was too hot. Now she reaches for the Tabasco as readily as anyone.

I’m writing this a few days early this week. I woke up this morning to news that the Boy Scouts of America declared bankruptcy amid thousands of abuse claims against the organization.

Tuesday brought my favorite part of preparing items for our Ottumwa Life magazine. I got to head over to Heartland Humane Society to get photos for the Adoptable Pets section.

Monday night was a first for me. Even though I've lived in Iowa my whole life, I've never been to a caucus. That changed the other night, when I was assigned to cover Precinct 2.

I’ve written before about “Star Wars” being my first movie in a theater. It’s a bit odd to think this week’s release of “The Rise of Skywalker” ends the story arc that began all those years ago.

We added a new member to our household over the weekend, at least for the season.

Well, as predicted my resistance to Disney+ lasted all of about 12 hours this past week. The lure of Star Wars was too much to resist. Honestly, for a lifelong Star Wars fan “The Mandalorian” alone probably is worth the price.

I’ve always enjoyed Halloween. It’s one of the few times of the year I can indulge my love of morbid movies and themes without worrying about how weird I look.

I love a white Christmas. A white blanket of fresh-fallen snow sets the scene perfectly for a visit from Santa, cocoa and opening gifts in front of the Christmas tree.

The return of trout to Ottumwa was a boon for area anglers, but I never can watch the stocking of the ponds without recalling a scout trip I went on more than two decades ago.

Hed: That’s rock?

My husband and I try to be do-it-yourselfers as much as possible. It saves us some money and gives us a chance to work together on something.

This week, as always, provides some time for reflection. The tragedy that took place 18 years ago, to many, still elicits strong memories and emotions from those who witnessed it, even if it was through the lens of television.

Back to school preparations this year were pretty much the same in my house as they’ve been for more than a decade. As my children got older they had more say, but it’s still fundamentally a process of preparing to get back to a school schedule.

One of the great things about parenting is introducing your kids to the things you loved as a child.

I’ve been reading an interesting book this past week. I almost always have more than one book going at a time, but this is one of those rare times one of them has been so strong it crowded out the others.

I don’t know whether I’ll be able to catch this weekend’s final of the Women’s World Cup live. I’ll try, but I also know I’ll be working.

If you have the chance to visit the Wapello County Historical Museum’s exhibit on World War I, do it. It’s worth seeing.

About a decade ago, I collected every single political fax that came into the newsroom from elected officials. A year’s worth of faxes created a stack about eight inches tall.

My wife put out a hummingbird feeder this year. We spent more time in the yard last summer, and noticed the birds buzzing around more than we had before. So, this summer, we figured we’d set out a meal for them and see what happened.

I’ve been lucky with my sports teams over the years. I’ve seen multiple championships from both the Cardinals and the Cowboys, to say nothing of Manchester United (the past several years notwithstanding).

I was already feeling nostalgic Sunday afternoon. I had been at the Cardinal High School graduation ceremony, taking photos for work.

Entertainment has changed a lot since I was a kid. I remember when we had three stations (barely) and the jump to cable seemed huge. For most of my life cable was the standard.

Every so often, I see a meme come across my social media pages. It says something along the lines of “Pay attention to the mom who doesn’t have her hair perfectly styled, her nails done,” and so on. “They’re the ones putting their children first.”

I’ve written about my fondness for fountain pens before. A good fountain pen is, for me, the pinnacle of writing. There is simply nothing that matches the experience of using a quality pen on paper made to reward such an instrument.

Wednesday was a busy day. After a couple of meetings, I headed out on a couple of photo assignments.

I’ve always enjoyed sports. I’ve never been much good at them, but I enjoyed playing.

I came across an article from the New York Times the other day on the pressures of modern parenting. While not all of it was relatable to me, there were some parts that really struck me.

Technology has changed a lot for parents. When I was in school, skipping class might mean your parents got a call from teachers. Probably not, though. Not unless it became a problem.

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OTTUMWA [mdash]Susan Diane Watson, 67, of Ottumwa, died May 27, 2020. Graveside Services and burial were held Friday, May 29th. Memorials may be made to Heartland Humane Society. Reece Funeral Home is in charge of arrangements.