I remember a world without cellphones. It was not a bad world.
I recall when you picked up a phone, and the operator asked, "Number please?" We were on a "party" line. T...
At the end of last week's column, I wrote of my successful arrival in Mt. Pleasant, Michigan, in the midst of snow, ice, falling temperatures and even rain. I managed to do so...
Two weeks ago, my speaking travels took me to Dodge City, Kansas.
I flew into Wichita by way of St. Louis and then drove 170 miles west on state highways 54/400 out to D...
Over a professional speaking career of 40-plus years, I have made appearances on all of these 50 United States along with a trip to the Virgin Islands.
During the time o...
When I managed a stockyard in Woodbury, in the 1970s, I had an employee named B.W. "Bud" Wilcher, whom people described as "jumpy."
His friends who knew him well were fo...