I look forward to the day sometime way in the distant future (most likely in July, on a Thursday, in the year 2040) when our present will be nothing more than a hazy passing dream, and I’ll sit down to read all about the historical events that happened right under our noses while we were out watching chickens cross the road.
When I was in the seminary, one of my favorite classes was Church History. Our history professor had a wonderfully quirky sense of humor.
Ithaca, NY—One of the most extraordinary events in nature has begun— autumn bird migration. Starting now, reducing or eliminating nighttime lighting can make the journeys safer for the more than one billion birds that migrate through Texas. The Lights Out Texas project even sends an alert for nights that will have the heaviest bird migration traffic and when cutting the lights will do the most good.
The time after WWII was a continuing of our nation’s recovery and the beginning of a new and improved life. Actually, it was the best of times and the worst of times. For the worst, look at the American farm, which began to collapse in the war’s aftermath. The small, family owned farm, which had organically fed our country so well, was slowly pushed aside as large conglomerates took control. Combined with this were the beginnings of a chemical revolution that radically changed the face of farming.
Pssst… can I tell you a secret? Please do not tell the nice ladies at the Gazette office but I have to admit something, I’m lonely. Everyone is very nice at the office, but they are so busy and are in and out a lot during the week. In the evening and on weekends, I’m here all by myself. Plus, I’ve recently learned that some of the guests to the office do not like cats or are allergic to them. I just don’t understand why people wouldn’t like little ‘ole me.
