Finding your path

I think college was always something that I was destined to attend. My parents, like most parents, wanted all of their children to go to...

Facing change, Facetime and all

  Today I heard a short clip on the radio by Kim Komando, the “digital goddess,” as she calls herself, during which she mentioned in...

Where are you from?

It’s a question I often hear from people I meet along the way. There might be a different follow-up question or comment based on...

The aggravation of computers

  Things were so much less stressful before the age of electronics. When they work, they can be wonderful. Often, though, they have some sort...

Endings and beginnings

  You might have already heard the whisperings around town that I’m leaving the Hill City Prevailer News to embark on a new adventure. It’s...

If there was a perfect world

In a perfect world it would be nice if we could open a newspaper or magazine and it would be all good news, but...

The bluebird of spring will come

Spending a few days in Minnesota recently, we were able to witness a bright red patch of color in the tree outside the living...

Does Mother Nature hate basketball?

It happened eons ago when I was in grade school and high school in Minnesota. It kept on happening in Rapid City after I...

The hidden danger of Facebook

  A traitor to the stereotypical Millennial obsession, I am not an avid poster on Facebook. I started late for my age group, refraining until...

A frozen moment in time brought a hush

A hush came over the building. There were no beeps coming from the computer terminals, no rustling of bags or ripping of receipts at...