Opinion
Kyle Troutman: A long time coming
When I got my first journalism job out of college, my stepmother was pushing me to pursue a Master’s in business.
TroutMom Says: Lake Superior edition, Part III — Juxtaposing healthy selfishness, appreciating home
Picking up where I left off from Part II of this series, once I saw the storm rolling in on the radar, I tied my tent down, gathered what I could, and tucked it under a tarp.
Janet Mills: When the branches break
Since living in Cassville, each morning, I have looked out my kitchen window and have been greeted by a gorgeous sprawling tree growing up from the center of my backyard.
William Hodgson: The path of wisdom
“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge: but fools despise wisdom and instruction.” Proverbs 1:7.
TroutMom Says: Lake Superior edition, Part II — Pushing through pain and fear
Picking up where I left off from Part I of this series, the next morning after my 10-mile hike as part of my solo camping trip in Munising, Mich,, I was thankfully much warmer, and after a very deep sleep, I dragged myself up and dressed for the day’s adventure — a full-day kayaking tour.
Rosario Keele: Thank you to all involved in quilt presentation
Thank you, Kyle Troutman and the Cassville Democrat newspaper, for covering the first time in Cassville, the Quilts of Valor of the Ozarks (QOVO) presentation at the Cassville Senior Center during the Independence Day Celebration.
Thoughts on TroutMan vs. TroutWoman
Two weeks ago, I lost an argument to my wife — and I have not been coerced in any way to make this statement.
Jeremiah Buntin: Cassville’s favorite teacher
As the end of summer signals the beginning of another year back to school, our memories become entwined with the changing of the seasons, recalling all that we have learned and mourning how much has been forgotten.
Reclaiming a depth of faith
School is officially back in session across our area.
TroutMom Says: Stop rushing through life; you only get the one
A few people know, but I’ve been pretty quiet about it — because, honestly, I was scared I wouldn’t be able to do it.
