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The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

On Friday, Nov. 18, Hubby’s aunt turned 100. Throughout my 42 years as a reporter, I’ve interviewed my fair share of centenarians, but I don’t ever recall having one who celebrated for three days straight.

From the Collection of Pat Young I put my scale in the bathroom corner and that's where the little liar will stay until it apologizes. My mind is like an internet browser.

I don't know about you but I find all of these to be just about how I feel anymore. “The surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that it has never tried to contact us.” –Bill Watterson I’m responsible for what I say, not what you understand.

I found this timely because today I was in a shoe store that sells only shoes, nothing else. A young girl with a tattoo and green hair walked over to me and asked, 'What brings you in today?' I looked at her and said, 'I'm interested in buying a refrigerator.' She didn't quite know how to respond, had that deer in the headlights look. I was thinking about old age and decided that old age is when you still have something on the ball, but you are just too tired to bounce it.

We hosted the grandson for a few hours last week and we commiserate with his parents and daycare provider on this toddler’s, almost preschooler, growth and hunger spurts. Since his Mama was helping with a community function and Dada was on his way back from a work-related trip to western Nebraska, we picked him up from daycare.

It was mealtime during an airline flight. 'Would you like dinner?' the flight attendant asked John, seated in front.

It’s that time of year again – you know the twiceyearly time change? Each year the struggle to adjust increases as my biological clock takes longer and longer to reset. Sunday Hubby and I were awake at 5 a.m.

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8-year-olds, 'What does love mean?' The answers they got were broader, deeper, and more profound than anyone could have ever imagined! “When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too.

After an unbelievably hot and dry summer, it has been a relief to have an actual fall. While still very dry most of us have been able to work comfortably in the yard and garden on season-ending projects that had been postponed due to the extreme heat.