First off, let me wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving. I hope it’s filled with some of my favorite F-words…family, friends, fun, food and football.
Opinion
Well, how did that happen? Another month has gone by and I have found another reason not to write the AI column I keep going on about. Next month. By then I’ll have better concrete examples of how I’ve been using it.
There are many organizations that provide assistance to veterans and civilians alike, and they are located all around the state.
I love to read. I think I always have. My memory doesn’t stretch back far enough to recall a time when good books weren’t a part of my life. Our home was filled with them. My parents were readers, so maybe I learned the art of reading by osmosis? If not, then certainly by example. As a toddler, I became a precocious reader. By the time I was four, I was reading a fair amount on my own.
Boulder City has a great vision statement. It’s located on the front page of our website: “The City of Boulder City is committed to preserving its status as a small town, with a small-town charm, historical heritage and unique identity, while proactively addressing our needs and enhancing our quality of life.”
Whether you believe me or not, I’ve never, not once, asked for any specific gift for Christmas. I got what I got, and that’s how it was.
The other day, I spent 90 minutes online watching the Prevention Institute webinar, “Cultivating Prevention Champions: Making the Case to Local Elected Officials.” Although I’m someone who calls and writes elected officials regularly, I found the webinar well worthwhile.
Saying I loved going to school never made me the most popular kid in the class or on the block, but I loved going and learning. I especially loved elementary school when Mr. Pelligrini took Sister Henrica’s place and taught history, geography and current events. Watching “Meet the Press” and PBS programs were homework. We’d have discussions and get excited about what we were learning.
When I was a kid in the 1950s, there was no such thing as having a discussion with my parents. They made the rules and I followed.
Picture yourself at home, alone. Because of your failing eyesight, you can’t drive. From time to time, your arthritis is so painful you can’t get out of bed. Your spouse of 57 years has passed away. Your children live in three different states, with the closest being 750 miles away.
“Be Kind … It Takes All Of Us” is the theme of Boulder City’s 65th annual Damboree Parade. Those words got me thinking about not only how we treat each other but also how connected we are to everyone. What we say and how we say it not only affects everyone we talk to but also what we get back from them.
Being from a Chicago neighborhood that grew out of a tradition of being more than a little rough around the edges, and adding just the right amount of my familial, Sicilian cynicism, has made me the outspoken, in-your-face kind of person I am today.
The first thing I do every morning is check my email. Two Sundays ago, there a was a message from a trusted friend telling me there was going to be a gun show in Boulder City during the Spring Jamboree. And it was going to be held in both Parks and Recreation Department gyms.
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This time of year in Boulder City it often looks like a scene from a Christmas Hallmark movie, minus the big-city girl who falls in love with the small-town guy. And, minus the snow.
It was a concept 57 years in the making that lasted eight years when it finally came to fruition.
For Boulder City author Lisa Hallett, writing a book is like a recipe. A little of this, a little of that, a dash of family, and a pinch of friends and in the end, something she hopes people will enjoy.
As always, Mitchell Elementary is busy providing great learning opportunities inside and outside of the classroom.
