The sports world is reeling this week after Buffalo Bills defensive back Damar Hamlin collapsed during the Monday Night Football game, renewing questions and concerns about the most popular and violent sport in America.
My early Christmas gift to myself this year was transcribing the enormous pile of letters to Santa that appear in today’s paper.
GARRISON — When faced with a gunman bent on causing as much carnage as possible, taking action can be a lifesaver.
As a Texan, a Christian, a student of history, and a “flag-waving” American for over 80 years, I look forward to July Fourth celebrations, such as was held at SFA’s Grand Ballroom last Sunday evening.
Like most Texans, I am grieving for the entire Uvalde community.
In 2004 the U.S. Army announced Pat Tillman, the former NFL player turned Army Ranger, died heroically at the hands of an enemy ambush. Only after his parents and diligent journalists poured through the evidence did we learn Cpl. Tillman was killed by his own unit which mistook him for the enemy.
I haven’t watched the Oscars in years since it’s clear that Motion Picture Academy and I have different tastes in movies, but I did view the now-famous slap many times after social media exploded with reactions Sunday night.
This weekend the Craig family lost a four-legged family member that had a tremendous impact on three generations.
As Herschel Greenbaum grieves at his wife’s graveside in New York in the 2020 film “An American Pickle,” the Eastern European Jew is interrupted by men putting up a billboard for Russian-looking vodka.
The so-called “dangerous thug” who has been described as the “darling of the alt-right” certainly wasn’t either on stage recently in Houston.
