(All photos courtesy: National World War I Museum) Long before it was ever called Veterans Day, the annual holiday in honor of America's...
It's 8 a.m. on a Saturday, and I'm standing under a heavy sky in a muddy yard behind a three-story structure of hand-hewn limestone in the middle of nowhere. Everything feels wrong.
Recently I stumbled upon a first time novelist named Stephen Roth. His book is titled A Plot for Pridemore and it is one of those books that grabs you in the first few pages and just won't turn loose. I had intended just to sample it but before I knew it, I was hooked.
To far too many of those who are making the decisions in our nation's schools, teachers are interchangeable parts; one is just as good as another. If they weren't smart enough to get out of the classroom and get into a higher paying job, they deserve whatever they get.
If I can afford to retire when I am eligible in five years -- I took a vow of poverty when I went into journalism, so I may be working posthumously -- I'd like to be an innkeeper.
Most of the rank-and-file conservatives with whom we might interact get their information from conservative media sources. Republican politicians are ensconced within it as well. Inside the walls of that closed environment, facts that do not jibe with conservative ideology or the conservative interpretation of events are twisted, turned on their head, or simply ignored.
This covers many words used for money, although there are many more used less often. The exact history of "bucks" used for "money" is uncertain, but the leading theory, which seems likely, is that "bucks" came about as a substitute for money in the 1700s, when deerskins were a common medium of exchange for other items of value.
After today you might want to rethink the charms of the Show Me State. For the last year a local coalition has been pushing adoption of LGBT-welcoming policies at hospitals. In this week's release of HRC's Healthcare Equality Index, Missouri zoomed from 37th in the country to sixth in the number of local LGBT leader hospitals.
We started this bright, glorious late-summer-blue-sky day at 8:00 a.m. in Lincoln, Illinois with the blessing of the bikes and the road (a very moving prayer) and the daily dedications to those who have suffered from cancer.
We hardly see half-dollars now, and although quarters are still quite common, we seldom hear them referred as "two bits." In fact, from an informal survey I took, most people about forty years and younger do not have any idea what "two bits" or "four bits" or "six bits" or any number of bits refer to.
Think Silicon Valley is the only place to launch a successful tech startup? Maybe you haven't visited some of the growing cities in the so-called ...
James (Jimmy) Loomis currently serves as the Democratic Committeeman for Clayton Township, a position he was selected to fill in March of 2013, one week after becoming eligible for the position at age 18.
The air is cooling (finally!), the kids are back in school, our favorite sweaters are coming out of storage, and all the trees are starting to change color. We love it -- with one, crucial caveat. We're city dwellers, and access to the vividly color-changing outdoors can sometimes be... well... limited.
I remember as a kid walking the fields with my grandfather. He said, "No man has the right to take more from the land than the land itself can withstand." That balanced approach made sense to me when I was six, and it still makes sense to me today.
Barbers and hairdressers, like Dionne Flowers of St. Louis, are an integral part of the society. The inconceivable, unknown detail in this story is that Dionne had more training for her license as a hairdresser, than the officers who pulled the trigger on Kajieme Powel had for their licenses.
Can we as a society cut through this vail and begin to know and understand those different from ourselves, to have the ability to walk in the shoes of another, to break down these "us" versus "them" notions that separate? First, we must abolish the denial systems that prevent many of us grasping our social privileges.