Monday, September 23
True-life tales from some of Arizona’s most fascinating residents.
Monday, September 16
Dear Old Bag: Is it judgmental to call someone who habitually lies “a liar”?
Owning a home has been an integral element of the American Dream for generations. But is ownership right for you? And if it is, how do you know if it’s the right time in your life to purchase a home?
Monday, September 9
“It’s time,” my wife will say, and we exchange grim nods before I rise. It is then, with a loaded sigh, that I forsake couch, ballgame and the comforts of suburban life to don the attire of a killer. In dark jeans, long-sleeved shirt and covered shoes—three of them—I pause at the patio door.
We the people are being wronged. This exceptional young representative republic of ours is being diverted away from its founding constitutional principles toward a centralized government monolith whose primary purpose is a perpetuation of power and self-interest while shielding its questionable activities from public view.
These are things you know about your son—a son who died when he was 25. They are secrets whispered in the dark, privileged information that you hold on to with all your strength.
Tuesday, September 3
Antique shopping this week I stumbled upon a vintage Popeil’s Pie Maker and Sandwich Grill. Two small metal rounds close like a clamshell and are attached to a metal rod with wooden handles. Place two pieces of pie or bread dough with filling into the rounds and you have a vintage version of today’s Hot Pocket.
The little girl behind me giggles, a deep throaty tee-hee-hee. The woman next to me catches my eye, and we start laughing too. “Heather, sshh,” says the girl’s mother.
Americana on wheels to some; to others, it’s the anti-airline. Whatever the draw, traveling by train is catching on—again.