Monthly Archives: December 1994

I started Christmas a bit early this year. My wish list began last year when I told my son about my new job at the News-Times. He laughed and said, “Mom, I hate to say this, but a good optic-scanner … Continue reading →

Dec. 19, 1994 After nearly three decades of driving, I changed my first flat tire. Fortunately, my teen-age son was in the car when we hit a chuck-hole and heard the ominous hiss. It took both of us, but between … Continue reading →