A Mother’s Musing: The war of the worlds - or the gnats

I knew there was a problem when I found myself sneaking into my own kitchen armed with a spray bottle of window cleaner.

Life in the Ozarks: Canada is a very long way from NW Arkansas

Jerry and I went on a 10-day trip to eastern Canada in September. It was the first Colette trip we’d taken without faithful Patsy from Arvest as our guide, since there were so few of us — only five of us from northwest Arkansas.

Remembering Rogers: Dorothy Lynch and the first Wing Scout troop

The Rogers Unit of the Women’s National Aeronautics Association was formed on May 27,1948, with 12 charter members.

A matter of logistics

Some institutions of higher learning in Arkansas may find themselves on the horns of a moral dilemma with the lottery’s advent.

A Mother's Musing: Homegrown garden gives animals last laugh

There's nothing like setting a table with the bounty of your own garden. On Sunday, I managed to gather two of our three children to share the crop it took me all summer to grow. We had shish-kabob featuring one slightly deformed bell pepper.

Stories of Our Lives: House on Combs

The last house I lived in with my mother and brothers was at 350 Combs Street in Fayetteville. While other homes on the street faced each other across the block-long dirt lane, ours sat at the end. From the front porch, we watched every car as it headed directly for our front door.

Remembering Rogers The funeral parlor, paint store, appliance store and restaurant

The historic building at 117 W. Walnut was built in 1898 and today is the home of Belli Arti Restaurant.

A Mother's Musing Glasses: Fashion or practicality

I'm waiting for my next new pair of glasses. Since I wear contacts almost all the time, my glasses last a long time. It's always a difficult fashion decision when I have to replace them.

Life in the Ozarks Another Happy Birthday

Two of my brothers never lived to see their 80th birthday. But the rest of us 12 are slowly creeping up there (well not so slowly).

Stories of Our Lives: A person named George

The residents of the Bradford home near Turtle Creek in Rogers consist of two old people who have been on this earth for a long time and have been married to each other for just under 59 years.

Stories of Our Lives: The last of summer

The end of summer nears. There's a crispness about the air that signals autumn is just around the corner.

A Mother's Musing: To cruise or not to cruise

d some people don't. The truth is I really don't understand the people who don't.

The Monte Ne Railroad

Remembering Rogers

Coin Harvey began building his resort at Monte Ne in 1900, and the biggest obstacle from the beginning was transportation for the tourists. The roads to Monte Ne were just wagon trails and virtually impassable in the winter.

Technology has come a long way in my lifetime

A Mother's Musing

I've gotten used to the idea that technology has changed dramatically in my lifetime. After all, the first computer I remember seeing took up most of a room in my old high school. But the other day I got to thinking about how technology has changed in my children's lifetime.

A life of reading

Life in the Ozarks

I love to read, and read about one book a week. My passion for books probably began in about the third or fourth grade. In my classroom at Southwest City, Missouri, there was a library in our room. I read every book on those shelves. Mostly the stories were about a princess in trouble that only a prince could solve. After getting the princess out of her difficulty, they would fall in love and live happily ever after. I thought life was like those fairy tales.