R-T Columns

When we got into fourth grade in 1976, the promotion brought all types of life-changes for us. We no longer went to the little grade school on the north end…

A while back, I wrote a column about bad manners. I told you how I can’t stand poor table manners — especially people who talk with their mouth full or…

We were out of school on Monday for Casimir Pulaski Day. When that day was first proclaimed, nobody knew the guy. Since then, some have found out. Still, a bunch…

Yes, I said I wouldn’t be political any more. So here I go again. I had a few folks ask me what I thought of Meryl Streep’s speech during the…

I love reading and talking about the presidents of old. My daughter is learning about the presidents in her kindergarten class, and we spent a good deal of time the…

I’ll admit it: I’m an obsessive person. Everything I do, I go overboard. I talk too much, I eat too much, I think too much.  If I like something, I…

Yes, we were caught in the recent icy nightmare that came upon the St. Louis area on Friday, Dec. 16. The entire day amazed me for several reasons. My younger…

The old days of school lunches are long gone. My students file through the lunch line and type in a code number. I no longer collect money or wait for…

After the holidays, teachers face the long winter. Now, I’m not telling you that we dread our jobs every day or file into the school humming “Nobody Knows the Trouble…

I’ll admit, and have admitted, to being an overly sensitive person. I really never was able to pinpoint why. It was just always something that was there. The other day,…