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Today's Opinions

  • People Poll 12.30.10
  • Our Opinion 12.30.10

    Public service is defined as “the business of supplying an essential commodity or service to the general public.”

    Grant County has been fortunate to have people who are willing to step up and serve the public.

    Elected officials are paid for their work, but in most cases they don’t do it for the money, but rather the act of giving back to their community.

    Being an elected official can’t be an easy job.

  • Christmas memories - from the community

    A trip down memory lane, cable cars

    How do you know what was your favorite Christmas past? I would like to say mine was Dec. 25, 1992, that was the last one we had with our son, for on Nov. 23, 1993, our son, Chuck was taken from us in a car accident.

  • Christmas memories - from the community

    A trip down memory lane, cable cars

    How do you know what was your favorite Christmas past? I would like to say mine was Dec. 25, 1992, that was the last one we had with our son, for on Nov. 23, 1993, our son, Chuck was taken from us in a car accident.

  • Give things of eternal value this Christmas

    “Can I have a quarter please!”

    As a mother of four, these words make me cringe—knowing what my little guys are aspiring to get with this precious coin.

    You know, those vending machines at child-eye-level that have little trinkets of no value. Still the asking continues for a toy that will not even make it out of our vehicle into our house of more trinkets of little value.

  • Christmas traditions - from our house to yours

    To my surprise, my dad went to meet Santa

    It was around 1957, a dark wintry Christmas Eve, when my father announced that he was leaving to meet none other than the big man himself—Santa Claus.

    Santa had never made an appearance at my house, other than in the dead of night, when lights were out and everyone was asleep. And as far as I knew, my dad had never had a face-to-face meeting with him.

  • Christmas traditions - from our house to yours

    To my surprise, my dad went to meet Santa

    It was around 1957, a dark wintry Christmas Eve, when my father announced that he was leaving to meet none other than the big man himself—Santa Claus.

    Santa had never made an appearance at my house, other than in the dead of night, when lights were out and everyone was asleep. And as far as I knew, my dad had never had a face-to-face meeting with him.

  • Christmas traditions - from our house to yours

    To my surprise, my dad went to meet Santa

    It was around 1957, a dark wintry Christmas Eve, when my father announced that he was leaving to meet none other than the big man himself—Santa Claus.

    Santa had never made an appearance at my house, other than in the dead of night, when lights were out and everyone was asleep. And as far as I knew, my dad had never had a face-to-face meeting with him.