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Pop the Clutch
Pop the Clutch

Pop the Clutch

It was a random Tuesday morning. My soon to be husband had looked all over the world to find me the perfect rescue kitten – a calico – and had presented her to me over the weekend. Too late, we learned she was too young to be separated from her mom. But, mom had also been adopted and no one seemed to know where she’d gotten off to. So, the weekend had been a stressful one of kitten formula and tiny bottles and lots of burping. Things were going great, until they weren’t. I couldn’t find Phoebe anywhere. Spoiler alert, Phoebe cat survived but would be renamed Raptor due to her propensity for leaping across entire rooms and shredding people’s hands with her velociraptor-esque talons. This particular morning, however, she was just helpless little 3-week-old Phoebe, found collapsed in her litterbox, lifeless. I was on my way to work, but that all changed as I raced through town looking for any vet office open at 8:30 am. There was no time to turn on the radio. I had to call my boss, call clinics, call to make sure the kids made it to school. I had to wait for a clinic to open, wait for the vet to come and speak to me, wait for news on Phoebe. Finally, an exhausted version of me lurched into my office and sat down at my desk. Phoebe needed fluids and a mom willing to give her daily glucose injections for a while, but she would be ready to pick her up after work. Crisis averted. I became vaguely aware of a commotion in our company lobby, just beyond my sight line. There seemed to be some gasping, lots of movement, a sudden tenseness in the air. My cell phone rang. See, this was way before Facebook and Instagram. Myspace wasn’t even a thing yet. All Apple had produced was a very difficult to use computer and a guy named Steve who wore a lot of turtlenecks. I grabbed my Nokia flip phone, the one with the tiny front screen that looked like an aquarium with digitalized fish that were supposed to swim, but really just froze in one spot before suddenly darting 5 centimeters to the right only to freeze again. It was my ex-husband, calling to tell me, in case we never saw each other again, that it had been nice knowing me. I was perplexed. He was perplexed that I was so perplexed. See, I hadn’t heard. It was 9/11/2001 – the day Phoebe the cat almost died. It was the day they tried to take America down.

Laymen’s Corner

In the Gospel of Matthew 22:14 Jesus said that “MANY ARE CALLED BUT FEW ARE CHOSEN”. Of course He was talking about people being called to receive eternal life and go to Heaven.

Ask Aunt B

Dear Aunt B,

I am afraid of everything. I try to step into new things and then I get frozen in my tracks and can’t move forward.

Afraid of my own Shadow

Laymen’s Corner

What is time? Where did it come from? It appears that the answer to that question is time was set in motion when the creation was first done. Time does not exist in Heaven. The Holy Beings there are eternal. Time would not serve any purpose there. All physical beings and physical things are regulated by time. The earth has four seasons in each year that GOD said would never cease as long as the earth remains.

Three Rights Make a Left

Three Rights Make a Left

I’m so proud of my wife Lori. I was stir crazy last week recovering foot surgery. So Lori agreed to take a drive with me to see the beautiful countryside on the eastern side of Kaufman County, with its majestic oaks and gently rolling hills.

When Will They do What it Takes?

When Will They do What it Takes?

Peruse social media and you will find a variety of discussions related to COVID, masks, vaccinations, and schools reopening. These “discussions” often devolve into political dumpster fires as participants hold on to their positions with death grips, refusing to consider alternatives to what they believe. Increasingly, it seems that medical necessity and public health have been reduced to political tools of manipulation being used against our children. It’s hard to judge the accuracy of COVID related information being disseminated. Are the current CDC stats and recommendations legitimate or just a means to an end of someone’s agenda? What’s certain is countless students are not learning. Many students are falling farther behind and may never catch up.

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Another Misplaced Expenditure?

As Dallas ISD prepares to serve students, hence comes another tale from the DISD folly files. According to internal documents shared publicly by DISD employees, the district is offering an incentive of $500 to employees who submit proof they are fully vaccinated. The information is supposed to help the district with contact tracing should a positive COVID contact occur. Some wary teachers suggested the incentive is also a good way for the district to determine who is fully vaccinated and who is not without having to ask employees outright. Smart thinking, but that’s an article for another time. Whatever the reason, the district is spending about $11 million on this venture.

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