Once when I was working at The Houston Post between 1989 and 1995, I had to go to a training class right after lunch. Training classes scheduled right after lunch are an abomination in my opinion.
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There is nothing more heartbreaking than hearing about a sick child, and this town is jumping in to help. Don’t be downhearted. There are plenty of ways we can all assist with the efforts.
Prior to social distancing and the pandemic, the Blonde and I were active in our community and went to a lot of award ceremonies and a million community/civic meetings and dinners. I miss them but what I don’t miss is being called on to pray.
100 YEARS AGO...