My wife is master gardener. I’m glad she’s a master of the garden variety instead of, for example, a master sergeant in the Army, but there are disadvantages to her hobby.
I drew two numbers Monday, 602 and B435. I thought B435 would live up to the hype; boy, was I wrong.
One Man’s Rant
This is the second in a series of two columns about a topic that no one else would bother to write.
This is the first of two columns that explore the importance of platitudes and quotes.
In a world in which we hear so many negatives — such as immigrant parents and children being separated at the border — there must be some positive news out there.
The other morning, my wife and I were discussing the concept of heaven and what we might expect if our final flight lands there.
A reader recently wrote in to the Courier asking about a ban on plastic shopping bags: “Clean up on Glassford Hill Road!”
I had the competitive spirit when I ran track in the sixth grade, but not enough to qualify for glory.
This past April 28 was a big day — or night — in Chino Valley.
President John F. Kennedy, a Navy veteran of World War II once said, “As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.”
One of the greatest pains my heart has ever known is to see a child who has lost all hope. In desperate moments, when they feel utterly alone and worthless, some choose to end life.
Most of us are cut from normal bolts of cloth, but once in a while, I run across someone who is constructed from a special kind of fabric.
In October of 2015, Chino Valley High School students took advantage of a rare opportunity.
Column: Raising Prescott
In my line of work, it’s hard to get away from everything for a few days, much less a week.
In 1961, a history teacher at Skull Valley School, by the name of Mina Munderloh, with the help of a second teacher, instructed six elementary grades in one classroom.