It’s summer! It’s hot! The sea is warm! It’s time to hit the beach! But this summer has been very different for me and for everyone else in so many ways.
We have an important anniversary coming up, and I want to make sure that none of us misses the chance to do a little celebrating.
By now, most of you probably suspect that I haven’t been writing my columns for the News-Leader since 2005 for the sake of the income it brings in, which is minor.
I have lived in Florida for decades now – Miami, Gainesville and Fernandina Beach – and have seen most all of the state, but I had never been to Tarpon Springs.
Those of us who are John Springer devotees remember joining him as he plays and sings the song of each of our armed services.
By John Scherer, Veteran's Voice
For bereaved individuals and families, this year’s Memorial Day observance will be like no other.
Aside from necessary and fully masked trips to the grocery store and occasional visits to our favorite restaurant hangout, Bucko and I have been pretty much weathering this stage of the pandemic fr
Bucko and I were getting tired of the same-old, same-old, and I was getting especially tired of no traveling, not even much locally.
On a recent day when beaches and parking areas were still closed, I figured out a new way to walk around American Beach, and just changing my regular route gave me a whole new outlook.
This gem of children’s wisdom is one of several that came across my desk the other day, and I thought I would share them with you.