Several years ago, one of my favorite writers, Phil Musick, wrote a column for the Pittsburgh Press. He titled it as I have titled this. This is how I pay tribute to him and his work. May he rest in peace.
With fireworks and lightening bugs, July is a very sparkly month.
Our country's independence was and is very costly.
A moment of silence to honor the fallen just doesn't seem fair.
The loyalty of a good dog and a good bartender just can't be beat.
Having teachers being accountable for performance is a good thing.
I'm still happy to get on a rollercoaster now as I was when I was a kid.
Love is a many splendored thing.
With the exception of Pittsburgh, baseball is still a great pasttime.
It's been a while since I had a banana split.
As much as I like Rick Sebak, it's time to update Kennywood Memories.
The Democratic Party has taken a couple of notable hits. One with Arlen Spector, and now with the death of Senator Byrd.
I'm against spending my hard earned tax money on government studies, when good old common sense should be able to cause you to say yay or nay.
I'm only stopping here because I need to get some bananas.