Opinion

It goes without saying that life can be tragic, not unlike what Paul the Apostle had to go through. 

2024 is the year for you to do you. That might sound a little selfish, but from what we have seen in recent days, the world is a better place for those who do their level best for others.

Monday mornings are sacred to me, much like Sundays are for most.

A few weeks ago a regular reader of this column stopped by with a bundle of old documents. I found one item of particular interest.

The coming of a new year is generally viewed as a time of renewal – an opportunity to shake off the shackles of past imperfection and move on with a view to revitalization.

You are never going to believe what happened to me just these last few days. Sorry, I suppose I…

The promoters of the Arthur Junction Railway – a proposed line to run from near Goldstone to Arthur village and into West Luther Township – made a fresh effort to secure municipal aid in the fall of 1880. 

No, I didn’t get a Toyota 4Runner. Yes, I’m angry about it. Sure, I’ll get over it, eventually.

People do care.

Generally, the mid-1950s was a time of optimism, as most people finally came to believe that the postwar prosperity was here to stay.

The snow started falling this past Monday, but who knows whether it will last.

Oh my goodness, we’re getting close now. Christmas is right over there. I can feel it. 

Ontario is literally coming undone.