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

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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.

I vividly remember the first film I saw in a theater. My parents discussed it before Dad and I went, though I’m not sure my parents realized I was within earshot.

I was sitting in my car the other night, watching my son practice baseball while working on a project for the kids in my religious education class. Suddenly I became very grateful for all the parents — and others — willing to take the time to volunteer to guide our children.

Picture this—you’ve worked at a job for 20 years, and it’s time for you to sign your annual contract. However this year, unlike any year before, you have no guarantee as to what job you’ll be performing, how much you’ll earn per hour, or what your health coverage will be. If you don’t like w…

Today is one of the rare times I know exactly where I was 25 years ago. I was hiking at the Shiloh battlefield in Tennessee with my scout troop.

One of the toughest things about covering events is, on occasion, keeping a straight face when you hear people speak. It’s an essential skill for a reporter, though.

If there’s one thing I feel like I missed out on when I was growing up, it’s the experience of having my extended family relatively close by.

I finally broke down this week and did it. I don’t buy new pens often, but this week my resistance broke down and I ordered the one I’ve wanted for a few years.

This is a pretty good time of year for me as a sports fan. Spring training is underway and, with some of the changes made last year and some of the additions from the offseason, I’m cautiously optimistic for the Cardinals.

I don’t know that I’ll ever get the hang of parenting in the digital age. It all moves too fast for me.

One of the speakers at the Iowa Newspaper Association convention a couple weeks back made an interesting point. Law enforcement once encouraged 1960s parents to monitor their children for possible drug use by taking note of what music they listened to.

This winter is doing some strange things. For me, it’s producing a strange sense of sympathy for a bowl of petunias.

Going out the the animal shelter is dangerous for me. It never fails — there’s always at least one animal I want to pack up and take home with me, usually more.

I spent yesterday in Des Moines for the annual Iowa Newspaper Association Convention. It was a good day for the Courier, with wins in the Associated Press Managing Editors competition for two editorials and our coverage of the Bridal Cottage fire from last year.

This job, like pretty much any other, can be a royal pain in the neck sometimes. But I’m not going to waste this space complaining. Instead, I’m going to talk about one of the genuine benefits.

I have a weakness for gadgets. It’s a common condition among geeks, which I most certainly am. I’m able to resist most of the time, but every now and then something comes along that simply bypasses my firewall and goes directly into my “must have” file.

Anyone who knows me that once Christmas and New Year’s are past, winter is my least favorite time of year. Even though I’ve lived in Iowa my whole life, my body does not do well with the cold.

Thank you for bringing attention in your editorial December 1st to the fact that the Wapello County Board of Supervisors has not maintained fair and equitable salary levels for its other elected officials.

This week’s assessment of the Iowa Public Information Board’s behavior by the state ombudsman’s office is disheartening, but not all that surprising.

I get a lot of spam email. It dies down after the elections, but it seems I wind up on more bulk mailing lists each day.