This fall, the multicolored eyes and glowing, leering smiles will again emerge from the wooded hills of Newfields’ campus.
If you have a newer top-load washing machine, you know that it helps to have the height of an NBA player to reach in and retrieve the clothes.
On the screened-in cabin porch, I’m listening to the sound of the distant minnow aerator and the occasional pacifier-sucking sound from my 5-month-old sleeping grandson.
This is the week I move to the top of the leader board in a Fitbit competition. This is exciting because when you are of a “certain age” others begin to count you out and there’s nothing like being counted in. Especially if the “in” is in first place.
In photographs, artifacts and movie paraphernalia, the golden age of cinema comes alive in the newest exhibit at the Johnson County Museum of History.
My little black coat is simple — knee length with five buttons down the front. It’s your basic snowman model. The lining in both arms is shredded. The coat is 22 years old.