Opinion

My sister sends a text, telling me she is making lasagna, and asks if I will bring a cake. “Sounds great!” I readily agree.

Big city newspapers all over the country have locked their doors and thrown away the key due to the digital age taking over locally-based print companies.

Doing things your younger self loved is a happy way to thank yourself for how far you’ve come. For example, last week I invited my friends over for a “slumber party” like we used to do in high school. There were many differences from then to now.

If you love burning candles at home, it’s common knowledge that paraffin wax alternatives like soy wax will burn cleaner and release fewer pollutants into the air.

While reaching to the stars from my office chair between meetings and interviews, I have a few minutes to catch my breath. Yet, I will continue to write even if there is nothing to write about and no discussions to tend to for the next few hours.

There’s been a lot of hand-wringing in recent years about the death of local newspapers, those bastions of democracy and chroniclers of community.

So much has occurred lately, from sick children to working from home and canceling interviews. I dread these weeks as they come screeching to a halt, with so much still needing to be accomplished.

Americans have more media options than ever. We are inundated with stories, memes, videos and promotions 24 hours a day. Most of us are on social media, which is built to provide an endless feed of content to keep us glued to our screens.

Though memories fade over time, sometimes it still feels like yesterday. The phone call came in, and text messages were shared from phone to phone like wildfire gaining traction in the wind. While we all received the news, some of us couldn’t believe what we had just read or heard.

The Planning and Zoning Commission recently approved the final plat plan for DHTC’s development of the “Flats at Coach Crossing’’ housing addition that will soon be constructed between US 69 highway and Tracy Avenue.