The past two weeks within the month of August have been more troubling to Pattie and I than perhaps any period of time in recent memory. The events that we have just witnessed are not at all uncommon to read about or to watch on the nightly news- news that always seems to ‘happen elsewhere.’ But when tragedy strikes so very close to all of us it seems to be an aberration, something that is not supposed to happen here.
In 1892, the Texas legislature passed a law declaring that if a man left the payroll of a railroad, he had to be paid all wages owed him within 15 days. The railroad, controlled by robber baron Jay Gould, went to court—and prevailed when a Texas court held the new law unconstitutional.
Labor Day. This is the day set aside on our calendar to take a day off from our labors and, ideally, think about the place of work in our lives. Here are a few random thoughts to stimulate your thinking on the what, why, and wherefore of work.
Work is the mother of life.
If you have a large crowd coming to your house (or living at your house!) this is a recipe for dinner rolls that will make a big bunch to feed them over at least a couple of days. Now, of course, if you’re the person who’s going to bake these beauties up, you may be helping yourself to a few.
The aura of a special day added to the enchantment of a special place, beautiful Bryant Park in Manhattan. The weather was made to order, unseasonably cool, and a few thousand people--most of them visiting gawkers like me--adorned the grassy pallet of green.
Soon, theirs would be a chorus of screams that only teenagers can make when rock star idols, uh, well, rock!
Invigorated by a brisk four-block walk from the hotel, I wilted upon seeing this sea of youthful humanity, quiet--ever so qui ...
Over on the other side of the page this week, a letter writer takes me to task for being biased and treating some letter writers differently than others. Usually, I don't respond to direct criticisms in the paper, preferring to keep those interactions one-on-one and professionally distanced from the paper.
I graduated Mason High School in 1978. We had one of the larger groups of students to make their way through the system, and had 52 graduates when we finally walked the stage together and headed out into the world.
Since that time, 42 years ago, our group has lost four classmates.
Dear Editor:
I can understand Will McCann’s frustration with the local people who steal political yard signs, and I’d also like to offer a solution. In 2008, I had seven Obama signs stolen off my gate on Ranch Road 1871. My response was to order a stack of replacement signs, which contributed additional funds to the Obama campaign’s coffers.
Re: Karner/Cordero letters
Communism and Democrats? Please. Look a little closer at our Republican president. A bipartisan report released last Tuesday August 18 by the Republican-controlled Senate Intelligence Committee chaired by Marco Rubio lays it on the line. Donald Trump’s 2016 campaign sought and maintained close contacts with Russian government officials who were helping him get elected.
We Are Your Neighbors
While readers may dismiss some letters over the past few weeks as coming from the looney bin, I do not.
Letters equating Democrats with satanic politics (or worse) is quite mainstream and the silence from the local right is deafening. Do you realize that when you condemn Democrats as aligned with Satan that you are talking about people that work in this town, serve you in some way, or live next door to you?
Are there any good decent Republicans in Mason that will c ...
