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Learning As I Go: It’s all about perspective

Christy Bass Adams Guest Columnist Riding down the interstate last week, my youngest son started laughing hysterically, “Mama, look at that truck! Why are we going backwards?” I followed his finger and looked at the semi-truck to our right. Either I slowed down, he sped up or maybe we just had perfect timing; but it really did look like we were moving backwards. We laughed at the odd coincidence and talked about how sometimes things may appear a certain way, but it may not always be as it seems. From…

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Learning As I Go: Let’s live in the deep end

My youngest son is fearless. No matter what new adventure is at hand, he is always raring and ready to go. My oldest, on the other hand, is a bundle of nerves. He is overly cautious and worried about everything. This summer, thanks to my newly retired parents, my sons were able to spend time swimming each week. At the beginning of the summer, my oldest refused to get in the pool unless he was wearing his arm floats. He knew how to swim and did it well, but the…

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From the sunny side… Saturday mornings

Rick Patrick: Greene Publishing, Inc.  Thinking back on my much younger days, I think some of my fondest memories revolve around Saturday mornings. That is especially true this time of year. It seemed the middle of September not only would bring my birthday, but it would also bring a new season of Saturday morning cartoons. For some reason, which is as foreign and mysterious to me as the real ingredients of Spam, television network executives have seen fit to do away with those delightful Saturday morning animated treats. Some of…

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Learning As I Go: Pick Up Those Nails

Christy Bass Adams: Guest Columnist I was reminded this week of a time when I was walking around Lake Frances, here in Madison. As most of you know, the paved walking path and beautiful wildlife make this a fabulous place to exercise. As I was walking, I saw a small nail in the road and purposefully stepped over it. I thought about going back and moving it so that no one would step on it or pick it up in a tire, but instead of going back, I kept walking….

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