We had just stopped to sip a cold one and spend a few minutes away from the heat and found the bar empty except for a couple of regulars. It was just supposed to be one beer and we’d be outta there. After all, there were places to go and sights to see and daylight was burning.
It could have been worse. Some years ago, I had just spent the last of my savings to have a British convertible restored. I was a master then at buying high and selling low. Nonetheless, desperate for cash, I was eager to sell. I figured I could get $4,900 for the car, but I was also a master at poor timing: Only a fool would sell a convertible just before winter. My newspaper ads generated no calls. My for-sale sign in the window generated only one lead.
It could have been worse. Some years ago, I had just spent the last of my savings to have a British convertible restored. I was a master then at buying high and selling low. Nonetheless, desperate for cash, I was eager to sell. I figured I could get $4,900 for the car, but I was also a master at poor timing: Only a fool would sell a convertible just before winter. My newspaper ads generated no calls. My for-sale sign in the window generated only one lead.
Is the end of cursive writing at hand? If so, does it mean the end of civilization as we know it? Lately I’ve heard more than one person talk with dismay about the pending death of cursive writing. Isn’t a shame, what will people do without it, etc.? The conversations among the older generations are pretty much the same.
Dear editor: Thank you so very much for putting the pictures and write-up about our abuse calls in the paper. Shortly after the write up, several people took the time to just stop by the shelter and thank us for what we do. It was very touching!
LITTLE ROCK — A legislative subcommittee recommended spending an additional 2.5 percent on public schools next fiscal year to ensure that education is adequately funded as required by the state Constitution. That would mean $69 million in increased funding for schools from kindergarten through grade 12 in the 2011-12 school year.
Like most unmarried gals, I dream of what my wedding day will be like, what my colors will be and what my dress will be. (If you’re a regular reader of my column, you know I’m a big dreamer.) There’s just one little catch. I don’t want just any dress. I want it to be cheap. Let me rephrase that. I want it to cost cheap, be in good condition and be a 1950s-style dress. Whether it’s true vintage or a reproduction doesn’t matter. I just don’t want to pay an arm and a leg.
The angry and increasingly ugly debate over a proposed Islamic center in Lower Manhattan — misleadingly dubbed the “ground zero mosque” by the news media — raises troubling questions about the future of religious liberty in the United States. An astonishing one-third of the American public, including 53 percent who identify as Republicans, believe that Muslims do not have the constitutional right to build a mosque at the proposed site, according to a poll released this month by The Economist.
The shocking discovery of 72 murdered Hispanic migrants on a ranch just south of the U.S. border should be a wakeup call to all Americans that the security of our beloved nation begins at home. Here in Arizona we have seen firsthand the bloody consequences of the crime and violence being imported by criminal aliens across our borders. Peaceful Phoenix has been transformed into the kidnapping capital of America.
