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Braeden Donohue, Kassandra Pierce, and Cynthia Senkel secured spots on the Texas High School Coaches Association All State Academic Team.

The origins of “O Holy Night” can be traced to a request made by a 19th century French priest. In the fall of 1847, that priest asked a French merchant named Placide Cappeau to write a Christmas poem. Cappeau’s poem was eventually shared with French composer Adolphe Adam, who quickly set the poem to music. The song made its debut on Christmas Eve 1847 and has been a beloved holiday song ever since.

Among other things, the holidays are a time of giving and receiving gifts. The question most often asked of people is, “what did you get?” Much less frequently asked is, “what did you give?” Invariably, the inquiries concern material gifts. Purchasing a gift can certainly be thoughtful and a wonderful gesture, especially when it’s backed up by your actions.

My dad was born in a farmhouse. He had very little growing up. At least that’s how he always told the story. His family was pretty hard up.

As cooler weather begins around the state, Texans need to start preparing their gardens and yards for the drop in temperatures. A good rule of “green” thumb is the farther north you live in the state, the sooner you need to start preparing.

As we enter the holiday season, Forney ISD has once again partnered with the Forney Lions Club for their annual Angel Tree program to provide Christmas surprises for over 1,200 children in our community. We wanted to share information about how you can help our community during this season of giving.

2022 Fall Coloring Contest Sponsored by City Bank

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“Satan knew Eve would fall for it,” says Amanda, age 9. Nice pun, Amanda.

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Gone are the days of invincibility. I am no longer under the assumption that I can do all the herculean things. That youth-given naiveness that helps us feel it could never happen to us – that is gone, too. It was replaced by a Murphy’s Law sort of assurance that, if the bad is coming, it surely has me in its sights. So, I worry. I have a PhD. Occasionally, I accept commissioned- based worrying assignments for others. Right now, my specialty is personal worry, but I may branch out to corporate worry soon. It is a trade. Much like a plumber who learned the intricacies of the job from a parent, my mother was a 1st class worrier, too. She fretted over babies taken out in the night air and people who didn’t comb all the knots out of little girl’s hair. But, her specialty was weather worry. That woman could obsess over a dark cloud like nothing you’ve ever seen. My worry work pales in comparison. Lately, I’ve been worried about my health. I worry about cancer recurrences. I worry about heart issues. I worry about future homelessness. I worry about zombies. I worry about snakes. But, mostly, these days, I worry about Alzheimer’s. Am I predestined to suffer the same fate as my mother? Will I forget the faces of the people I love the most? Will I slowly lose the ability to drive, to walk, to talk? And, can I stop it?

Eagles Blast Florida International University, 52—14

The Texas Parks and Wildlife Department (TPWD) is celebrating 50 years of hunter education in Texas and officially recognized Austin Zurek of Midlothian as the 1.5 millionth student during Thursday’s Texas Parks and Wildlife (TPW) Commission meeting.