My dad walked into the house on the evening of January 10, 1983. The week before, I turned seven years old. I don’t recall what I did on my birthday, only that I had cake and ice cream while watching the Rose Bowl. It was a yearly tradition for me. Dad came through the garage…
I have watched, from afar, the outrage over sexual harassment in America. And, par for the course, the real message got lost in the silliness. I have a few things to say and I’ll go back to reading a book about baseball. First of all, the people who are celebrating Roy Moore’s defeat in Alabama…
Too many people think that leaders should be dynamic and talkative.
What about those who
“lead quietly”? Are they not leaders themselves?
All it took was a smile. Jennifer Hansen had a smile that welcomed you to her store.
The recent Des Moines Register’s editorial about racial gaps in the Des Moines community should be talked about…but isn’t.