Opinion

“Polio” was a scary word when I was growing up in the Midwest in the 1950’s. Most elementary school children knew at least one family with a child who had contracted the dreaded, paralyzing polio virus.

By Viviana Janer

 

You know what ticks me off? Having to change my passwords periodically because some geek in a cubical decided it’s in my best interest to build a cyber wall. The only wall being built is keeping me out of my bank account, computer and email.

To the editor, The death of George Floyd in May was horrible and sparked widespread protests along with the “Black Lives Matter” movement. Our major league sports have embraced the movement.

If you are not feeling a little bit frustrated with the hand life has dealt you… then you might not be paying attention. When you arrive at a point of total frustration, make sure the decisions you make are based on a foundation of truth.

My husband, Peter, is fascinated by hummingbirds. This year has been a difficult year for hummingbird watching as there has been a lot of competition at the feeder.

Since the COVID-19 pandemic flared up, state and national health officials have advised us about the steps we need to take to avoid contracting the virus. Social distancing. Wear face coverings. And wash and sanitize our hands. So does that mean the handshake is dead as we know it? We shake hands on everything from business deals to friendly greetings.

Some things are gone forever, but never the memories. In my mind’s eye, it is just like it happened last Wednesday.

Work occupies a large part of life. The only way to be happy and satisfied is to work in a career in which you believe and do great work.

Struggles are required in order to survive life. How else are you going to know how to stand up unless you have fallen on your face from time to time?