Opinion

THE GOOD OLD DAYS that so many people fondly remember mostly exist in their own highly selective memories. I do not normally dwell in the days of yore. However, I do remember the “Good Old Days,” when commercial Christmas and religious Christmas—Advent—began at about the same time. 

Now, though, the former begins around Labor Day—if not before—effectively severing any connection it once had with the latter. With each passing year, the Christmas selling season seems to begin earlier, and threatens to engulf both of the holidays in its path.

I’M THANKFUL FOR SMALL business. It’s what keeps our economy humming. Small businesses account for over 99 percent of all employers in the state, and they employ about 45 percent

ANYONE WITH A TASTE for warm fuzzies should be able to get their fill between this week and next. On Wednesday, the community celebrated World Day of Kindness—a day packed

FOR DAYS, I HAD BEEN planning my Thursday escape from the editor’s desk, determined to keep an appointment in Oklahoma City. As any native Texan should, I kept one wary

THE SEVEN-MEMBER Economic Development Council barely mustered a quorum of four Monday evening. Among the business to be conducted: filling an open board member seat left vacant by the departure

A “LETTER”—or in this case, an email with the weight of a letter—from former Canadian resident Hugh Wilson brought the always-reassuring message, last Thursday morning, that someone, somewhere in this