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The self-styled “Crazy Gang” appears buoyed by what it calls a “brilliant success” in Venezuela and is already looking for its next target.
After the Christmas break, I struggled a bit to find something to write about, which is why I kicked off the new year with a synopsis of columns from 2025.
One of the best things about living in Val Marie is: the animals outnumber the people. Critters remind me that I’m just another creature among many.
Do you know why leopards find it difficult to hide? The answer to the riddle is: because wherever they hide, they’re always spotted.
The demonstrations began again in Iran recently, only two years after the "!Woman! Life! Freedom!” movement convulsed the country for months.
Now that 2025 has come to a close, I want to share some of my favourite moments from my Just A Gal From Glidden columns.
One Saturday when my brother was young, he was invited into town for a winter playdate by a couple of his friends. There was a hill close to where his friends lived…
There is a saying in recovery: “You can’t do this for me, but I can’t do it alone.” We heal, we grow, we learn together. To walk into a room and admit to others that we have a problem…
I read a note that said, “Whoever stole my antidepressants—I hope you’re happy now!” The joyful season of hospitality, giving, and kindness is coming to a close…
United States President Donald Trump has ordered “a total and complete” blockade of all “sanctioned” oil tankers entering and leaving Venezuelan ports…
“Do not be afraid! For behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people: Today the Oyen Echo has met its saviour. She is Kate Winquist. Hallelujah!”
Christmas is always an exciting time for little kids, and growing up, we were certainly no different. The yuletide joy and anticipation in our family leading up to Christmas morning…
The word of the year, as voted on by the Oxford English Dictionary, is rage-bait: “combining the words rage, meaning a violent outburst of anger, and bait, an attractive morsel of food.
A grandpa sat back in his recliner on New Year’s Day and said to his little grandson, “I remember last year like it was yesterday!”
U.S. Secretary of State Marco Rubio recently offered a blunt standard for determining who constitutes a threat to the United States.
On the third of December, we the people elected John Kadler to represent us on town council. Our town has been neglected greatly by past elected officials and administrations.
I had a column all ready for this week, but it was a little too negative and opinionated for my taste. After all, this should be a happy, joyous time of year, right?
One of the greatest gifts I inherited from my mom is music. From the very beginning, its universal language, its rhythms and rhymes, permeated my bones.
A youngster asked his grandpa, “After 65 years you still call Grandma sweetheart. What’s your secret?” His grandpa replied, “I forgot her real name five years ago, and now I’m too scared to ask.”
Elon Musk promised to build a spaceship that would put people and cargo into Earth orbit at one-100th of the current cost per kilogram and even enable human beings to establish a colony on Mars.
I usually use this column to talk sports—football, baseball, maybe the odd hockey mention—but there’s something bigger than sports that’s been a constant in my life: music.