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When I think of my grandma, I don’t remember what she wore, but I can hear her laugh.

Brewing interests were upset over the blue field on the new flag which many interpreted to represent “The Land Of Sky-Blue Waters,” a promotional slogan representing Hamm’s, “the beer refreshing.”

Cold Front, Winter Out West, the Yeti Hunt — they all need to continue to be around so I can experience them with my son when he’s 5, 10 and 15 years old.

If there is artificial intelligence, there has to be artificial stupidity, right? It’s Newton’s Law.

But what if, this year, I opt out of the idea that I need to pop back onto the treadmill of continuous self-improvement?

I’m not sure what I’ll do, but I’m committed this holiday season to finding some way to spread a bit of kindness in this world.

It began to occur to me that many of the kids were hoping for gifts their families couldn’t possibly provide, and I wondered what I should say to them.

I come from a group that was astounded by walkie-talkies. Even when we got cordless phones in the 1990s, we couldn’t bring ourselves to break away and stand across the room.

I was fresh out of college with no particular career ambition and recently completed Army active duty when I gave the newspaper a shot.

I find peace in its power, quiet in its noise, focus in its chaos.