Columnist John Moore lost his dog, Will, a few months ago. But Will’s leash was called back up for active duty. Photo: John Moore I was driving to buy the morning paper when I noticed movement ahead. As I drew closer, I realized it was a dog. An English Setter,...
Saturday night 50 years ago, who else was held hostage by their grandparents and Lawrence Welk? Raise your hand. By their other grandparents and Hee Haw? Back then a handful of relatives and three channels were all we needed to have good, clean entertainment and...
Ask Rusty – Will my work earnings affect my social security benefits? Dear Rusty: I am presently 67 years of age and am still working full time. I am receiving Medicare coverage, but I have not yet applied for monthly Social Security payments. I have been told that I...
My mom and her mother saved 7-1/2 books to get us that swing set. Just three years before in 1966, my parents had saved to buy their first house. Money was tight, so, if my sister and I were going to have that new addition to the backyard, Green Stamps would be the...
Ask Rusty – Will the family maximum limit my benefits? Dear Rusty: I have a question about the family maximum SS retirement benefit. As I understand it, if the breadwinner is drawing retirement benefits or is deceased, the family maximum is calculated from a formula...
For those who know me, it’s no secret that I enjoy perusing the classifieds for yard or estate sales. But a recent online visit to the local Craigslist site led to the purchase of a manual typewriter. A 1958 Remington Quiet-Riter, to be exact. This column was written...
I have no clue why we’re told to say, “cheese” when preparing to have our photos taken. I do know that I often said cheese when asked as a kid what I wanted to eat. Specifically, cheese toast. That was my go-to quick meal growing up in Ashdown, Arkansas. I wasn’t...
Once upon a time, kids used to get bored. Before cell phones, video games, and 4,000 cable channels with nothing to watch, there wasn’t much to do. And kids got bored. I was one of them. It was bad enough to have a deep, endless chasm of time swallowing you (think...
My mother must’ve kept everything my sister and I ever made for Christmas. Some things were put together in school, but most were done in Sunday School. Same is true for anything we ever made, regardless of the time of year. Decades later at a Christmas gathering, if...
