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Columns

  • Overcoming Christmas blues

    Bud Herron

    Guest Columnist

     

    I get the Christmas blues every year.

    I used to pretend I felt peace, love, joy and unfettered happiness throughout the month of December – just the way all those sermons, songs and Folger’s coffee commercials told me I should. It was mostly just an act.

  • Houseplants need special attention in winter months

    Jeneen Wiche

    Weekend Gardener

     

    “My houseplants look terrible” is commonly heard during the winter months. Now is the time of year that we spend more time indoors, with our houseplants; it’s also the time of the year that they look the most pathetic. Houseplants suffer indoors during the winter for various reasons. Shorter days that are often cloudy mean less light; low or no humidity in our heated homes; insects that thrive in these conditions; and bad watering habits.

  • Eastwood’s “The Mule” an ode to fatherly conflicts

    “The Mule” is one of those movies that could only be made if it was based on a true story. It’s about a 90-year-old man who becomes a drug mule for a Mexican cartel when he needs to earn money to make up for lost time with his estranged family. It’s a movie particularly fitting for Clint Eastwood to make. It’s not because Eastwood has become a drug mule in his old age (that I know of). It’s because his character, Earl, realizes late in life that he failed his family in favor of his career.

  • Christmas memories

    Vince Luecke

    Editor

    editor@perry countynews.com

     

    Editor’s Note: This Christmas-season column first appeared in 2010.

     

  • An immigration compromise

    STACY WASHINGTON

    GUEST COLUMNIST

     

    Is there any way to break the policy logjam on immigration?

    Most Republicans favor tougher border security measures, while Democrats tend to support a path to citizenship for illegal immigrants. Many progressives, aghast at the separation of parents and children at the border, even want to “abolish ICE” – the Immigration and Customs Enforcement agency.

  • Indiana holds economic data close to the vest

    Ken Davidson

    Guest Columnist

     

    Over the course of the past three years, obtaining information on Tax Increment Financing districts has been made difficult and in some ways impossible.

    In 2016, shortly after articles appeared in the quarterly Indiana Policy Review, the Holcomb Administration stopped publishing data related to local economic development agencies. Previously, residents could go to the web site of the Indiana Department of Local Government Finance and view the required annual reports.

  • Holiday greenery rich in symbolism

    Jeneen Wiche

    Weekend Gardener

     

    Holiday greenery has a history that goes well beyond the Victorian Christmas tree we gather around today. Most of the holiday greenery we use to decorate dates back to the pagan holidays of the Romans and northern Europeans when certain plants were chosen for their symbolic powers of restoration and protection.

  • Ginger’s tropical roots

    Jeneen Wiche

    Weekend Gardener

     

    Most of us know that the popular spice ginger comes from the root of the plant. Well, really it is a rhizome, and the hot and pungent flavor has more to it than just a taste sensation.

  • Lunch with George H.S. Bush

    Bob Zaltsberg

    Guest Columnist

     

    I checked in at the northwest appointment gate at the White House on a crisp September morning in 1989. The person working security at the gate took my information and said: “You’ll be sitting at the president’s lunch table today.”

    Already high expectations for the day spiked.

  • What if Santa was looking?

    Vince Luecke

    Editor

    editor@perry countynews.com

     

    It’s a good thing Santa generally makes his visits at night. A lot of us would be in trouble if he came knocking while we were awake and brought hard questions instead of a bag filled with gifts.

    I’d be rather poorly prepared to find Santa at my door, with those all-knowing nods of the chin and probing eyes. I’d probably pretend not to be home and ignore the knocks and jingle bells.