My turn: Kindle not as comforting

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This is my next to the last column before saying goodbye to you, my Portales readers. Before my ode to peanut butter milkshakes and minus one grouch, let’s talk about Kindle. Uncle Manny and Aunt Matilda gave me a Kindle for Christmas. I love my handheld library. However, I miss highlighting things with real highlighters. […]

My turn: Goodbye doesn’t have to be complicated

It always amazes me how the simplest forms of entertainment are some of the best. All it takes is a box of eight multi-colored markers and a large piece of white poster board and you instantly have the attention of eight fully grown people. On Sunday, I attended a coworker’s going away party and I […]

Every ‘goodbye’ leads to ‘hello’

By Joan Clayton: Religion Columnist “Someone is waiting for someone to leave or someone to arrive,” I thought. We were in an airport terminal. I looked around at the teary faces of people waiting to say their last goodbye. I also watched those happy expectant people waiting to hug a loved one “hello.” “How much […]

Leaving teaches lessons in saying goodbye

Anita Doberman: Guest Columist Goodbye is a powerful word. By saying it we close a chapter, a relationship, and move on to something else. It’s great if we are the one who really wants to say it; not so wonderful if we are left behind. I have a long list of goodbyes in my life. […]

A teary goodbye here is a joyous hello in heaven

Joan Clayton “Someone is waiting for someone to leave or someone to arrive,” I thought. We were in an airport terminal. I looked around at the teary faces of people waiting to say the last goodbye. I also watched those happy expectant people waiting to hug with a “hello” for a loved one. “How much […]

God watches over those he loves

Joan Clayton: Religion Columnist Remember the day you enclosed your tiny baby’s hand into yours? Remember holding that toddler’s hand when he or she took their first steps? Remember the first day of school when you had to let go? Remember that teenager driving for the first time? I well remember that. Remember the day […]

Crisp air brings thoughts of perfectly-timed good-bye

Helena Rodriguez: PNT Staff Writer When it starts feeling crisp outside with a cold snap in the air, I think of the cozy fires Dad will kindle in his woodburning stove. Then my stomach churns, thinking of the ollas of menudo he’ll brew. When I think of his savory menudo — a stew of tripe, […]