Opinion


Floating down the creek

It was my job as a young man to help rope and wrangle young calves. At one to two weeks old they were amazingly strong. Nub horns would be removed….





Good people

While sitting at my kitchen table last Thursday morning, I saw a message light up on my phone. It was way too early for the message to be good news….



The dog days are finally over

What it’s like to be a single mom in a crowded airport By MEGHAN QUINN Guest Columnist Editor’s note: Scott Saalman is spending the week in the Caribbean trying to…