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Today has been an unusually boring day. That is notable since I have no doubt few could ever equal the number of days I have spent doing … darn near nothing! How I got this way is my own darn f...
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Sometime in our lives, we all have met someone we immediately connect with. Something just meshes and a sense of appreciation between both parties develops. I have been very fortunate to add several...
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Today’s “Under The Wire” begins with a question. “How would you like to work at a job requiring 24/7 attendance at largely manual labor? As a reward for your tenacity your salary will arrive as a ch...
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Everyone has their weaknesses. For some it’s chocolate, others cave in when it comes to caffeine. There are, of course, several very serious addictions that can affect lives. I have one of those. My a...
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“Hello, Mr. Hodgson?” the voice on the telephone asked when I answered the ring. “Yes, sir. That’s me,” I said. “My name is I.M. Fullabulla. You recently filled out a questionnaire in response to...
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I was riding my horse checking cows a few days ago in a pasture bordered by a corn field. The cows looked great, every so often old “Freckles” was grabbing a mouthful of grass high enough he didn’t ev...
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A good friend who lives several hundred miles away and I keep a pretty steady stream of emails back and forth between us. We met as college freshmen, had similar college experiences, went our...
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Earlier this morning I returned from, of all places, Heaven. No, I didn’t “bite the big one," “croke” or “pass on.” I suppose that is rather obvious since I’m writing this at the moment. While...
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“Under The Wire” columns quite often generate some very interesting responses. Most notable recently is one from “Jean.” She emailed a most fascinating response to my “Miller Moth” column from a few w...
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Decades ago, our youngest daughter, then around 12, uttered a question to her mother and I that became part of family history and just this week popped back into my mind. Her question was, “when are w...
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I have never considered myself a superstitious person, in fact I have made fun of friends who believed in any type of that behavior. I will admit, however, if it is genetically heritable, I may have...
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OK, I know this is a weird title for a column, even for me! As I sat at my desk cranking out a few “Under The Wires” Sue called from her office a few feet down the hall to announce, “it is time to ea...
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An old joke asks the question, “Why do cowboys roll up the sides of their hats?” Answer: So three of them can sit together in the front seat of a pickup. I’m pretty sure there’s no truth to that si...
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When Sue and I married 35 years ago, along with a brilliant partner in love and life, came new family members for me, the Carnahans, including the family patriarch, Fred Carnahan. My new...
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I am pretty sure the question that is this week’s column title has crossed most folk’s minds. “What have I done that anyone will remember and will it be what I had hoped it would be?” As with most th...
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Being good at something doesn’t necessarily mean you are good at doing it. Yeah, I have been pretty confused by that myself for a lot of years. Nevertheless, I have found evidence of this twisted f...
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OK, you opened your front door this morning to pick up the latest edition of your local newspaper and were greeted with a face full of those awful, dirty Miller Moths who became residents of your home...
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Hay there my friends. What are you doing? Actually, that is a trick question. Notice my misspelling of Hey? That was not a mistake, I meant to refer to the mow it down, bale it up and store it away...
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Regular “Under The Wire” readers will have noticed several of my recent columns have mentioned vacations. That is not because Sue and I have been going on so many. In fact, just the opposite is tru...
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Let me begin this column with a heads up to all my loyal readers. If there is a date, including the month anywhere near the words on this page, I can assure you it was not my hand that put it there....
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A recent and very rare vacation found Sue and I wandering Western Colorado recently. When someone, years ago decided to draw a line smack dab through the middle of a Colorado map, they set many...
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Gambling is nothing new. That, my friends is a major understatement. What is new, however, is how common it has become. Every vacation destination seems to need a casino to draw travelers. A stop at...
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When cell phones hit the world, Sue and I were among the first to buy in. At the time we were living pretty complicated lives. All at the same time, we were traveling down the rodeo road and...
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Ever wonder where the term “online” originated? Most will answer, “Well, that’s an easy question, it began with the internet.” While many have claimed to have first thought up that monster, the truth...
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Well, spring is here, supposedly everyone’s favorite time of the year, with the exception of skiers for obvious reasons and those who yearn for fall so they can rake leaves. I am not a member of e...
