This is about sounds that go beep in the night. Once in a while my cell phone makes beeps during the night, like a low battery warning or that I have a voice message. I would really like to turn it off, but my world requires that I be available for problems that crop up day or night.
Early Sunday we had a different beep in the night. It wouldn’t quit
so I got up to investigate. After stumbling around for a while I
learned it was our oven telling us it was malfunctioning. Error code F7.
I
reset the clear/off button and went back to bed. A few minutes later it
started all over again, wanting us to know that it still needed help.
A quick trip down to the breaker box silenced it for good but that also means the oven doesn’t work.
In a day when it’s tempting to give up on politicians as demagogues and schemers, we recommend showing up at a Jerry Moran tour stop the next time our congressman comes through Marion County on his tour of “The Big First.” We had that privilege Monday afternoon in Peabody, and again came away believing the Kansas First District may be the luckiest in the country.
Jerry Moran is an articulate and persuasive politician, but not in a manipulative sense. He’s real. His positions are thought through and based on something refreshingly powerful: common sense. Moran actually listens. He invites conversation, not dictation. On several points, Moran was quick to identify his differences with the party line. He’s is appalled as anybody about the games played in Washington and admits he doesn’t feel at home there. He’d rather be home in Kansas.
What a difference a year makes when talking about wheat yields. Last year was a pleasant surprise when rains saved the crop as it was approaching the critical growth stage.
This year, the wheat had the potential to surpass all yield expectations. That is, until the fateful day in early April when the most beautiful spring snowfall foretold another story.
This year, the harvest experience is not an encouraging one, by any stretch of the imagination. It does, however, reinforce the old notion that one year rarely repeats itself in the next.
The Pope, God bless him, issued a set of “Ten Commandments” for drivers last month, telling motorists to be charitable to others on the highways, to refrain from drinking and driving and to take time to pray before they even buckle up, according to an Associated Press story on the unusual document from the Vatican’s office.
This summer, as well last spring and the past two summers, I’ve had the incredible opportunity to work with the homeless during week-long trips to Los Angeles.
I realized that each person on the streets has a story, a time before he or she was homeless, and an individual reason for being so.
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