There’s something about a rainy Monday morning that gets you thinking about the good old days that actually were good. A random comment by Aly Delp of exploreclarion.com last night made me think of a book I read while attending Mahoning Township elementary school in the mid-1960s. I fell dow…

When you run for a party’s Presidential nomination, you pick supporters in each state to be your delegates. If you win the primary in that state, your delegates go to the convention and vote on who is nominated for President. They also vote on the party platform, or plan for governing. Since…

In 2019, The Leader-Vindicator ran a special feature called, “I Love My Hometown.” It had it’s own tab and citizens, businesses and school children all wrote compositions about what they liked best about their hometown. In anticipation that this was going to be an annual event, I prepared my…

The cry originated as a burst of air, pressurized by a diaphragm and forced through the larynx, causing vocal chords to vibrate rapidly. By the time the newly created noise was smacked and battered into language by tongue, palate and lips, it had matured enough to depart its nursery ward and…

In this very strange year, I’ve been avoiding large gatherings. But our wealth of smaller outdoor events has been a welcome break from stark isolation. I saw people this past weekend that I haven’t seen in many months.

Well, folks, here we are. The last column before election day. I am fully aware that some, on both sides, have made up their minds and will not change. These are the folks who are deeply committed to candidates and their ideas. But, can they change their minds? Perhaps.

Each spring during college there was an event called “White Glove” which meant that everyone had to clean their dorm rooms from top to bottom and be ready for inspection. It was a big event for the radio station which had special themed broadcasts for the students to listen to while they cle…

I don’t have cabin fever exactly, but I’m willing to take a short road trip at the drop of a hat these days. I justify it by saying that I’m only doing it for the benefit of L-V readers. The folks between the Punxsy Road and Mahoning Dam have been blessed by my presence a lot lately.