Have you ever seen a picture of yourself from an unusual angle? You look at the photo and realize, “Who is that person? Oh, that’s me. I do not like what I see.”

Back in the latter part of December, a television program was aired concerning the downfall of Jim and Tammy Baker. On one hand, it was good to show non-Catholics that yielding to temptation can easily happen by those who get sucked in by persuasions of the mind.

I stole a ski outing in December. At least that’s what it felt like.

Inasmuch as the March for Life date is approaching, I began to think about babies and just how they were created. Now, that may sound funny, coming from a senior who is well aware of the ins and the outs of the birds and the bees. As I was sitting at a funeral Mass for a friend in October did little tidbits of information enter my mind from a whole new perspective concerning the forming of a baby from “S to Z.”

I’ll admit it: I don’t know much about street art. I’m no graffitist (a person who does graffiti), but I do know that to “tag” something is when someone quickly spray paints a surface, or it can indicate the way a graffiti artist signs his/her work. I’m aware that I’m breaking down basic graffiti terms mostly to win points with the Gen Z crowd. You can take that one to the Banksy!

HARRISBURG — Pennsylvania politics is expected to be chaotic in 2020 as Democrats and Republicans vie for legislative dominance in the Nov. 3 general election.

As the new year dawns, my prayer is that God will continue to bless me in 2020 as He did in 2019.

So, here you are. Getting ready to head out to outlets to get deals on all kinds of merchandise. Whatever floats your boat, that’s the direction you are planning to go?

If you enjoy traditional music, it’s tough to top the Folk College.

Back in October, while participating in a group discussion, someone posed a question to me that created some deep thought about just how I would answer her question. She asked, “Where did God come from?”

Have you ever been confused about something, but you didn’t want to look dumb asking about it?

Outdoor recreationists’ special days weren’t branded by marketing agencies.

One of the most maddening days of the year, in my opinion, is the day after Thanksgiving. Known as Black Friday, it has been “celebrated” as the unofficial beginning of the Christmas season. As a matter of fact, in the 1950s, according to www.thebalance.com, “People began calling in sick the day after Thanksgiving giving themselves a four-day weekend. Since stores were open, as were most businesses, those playing hooky could also get a head start on their holiday shopping.”

Nothing else stirs nostalgia more quickly than the Holidays. Even that archenemy of Christmas – Ebenezer Scrooge – lost some of his humbug while spending time with the Ghost of Christmas Past.

I was exhausted after doing physical labor at my mansion a couple of weeks ago, so I plopped down in my wife’s La-Z-Boy, grabbed the clicker and proceeded to watch images in motion that appeared on the screen.

Perhaps it is ingrained in our DNA to want to create winners and losers.