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Today's Opinions

  • Column: Bad-haircut Benghazi partisan is washing his hands of politics

    You may know Trey Gowdy as the man with the most notorious haircut in Congress, but he also has wonderful, self-deprecating sense of humor.
    There was his 2016 campaign ad set in a barber shop, trumpeting his conservative credentials while poking fun at his series of bad hair days. The tagline: “Trey Gowdy: Consistent Conservative, Inconsistent Haircuts.”
    All of this is in stark contrast to the role the Greenville Republican played during the Benghazi hearings.

  • Column: Let’s thank those who answer our most desperate phone calls

    Lancaster County’s telecommunication officers serve as the lifeline between citizens in need and the public safety agencies that can help them.
    Each year, the public safety TCOs at Lancaster County Public Safety Communications handle about 200,000 phone calls, including about 50,000 to 911. Every day, hundreds of people depend on the skill, expertise and commitment of the TCOs who work in public safety communications.

  • Column: Kershaw playground back, better than ever

    Since April 2017, children have stood outside the orange construction fencing at Stevens Park’s Haile Gold Mine Playground and looked forlornly at the swings and tunnels and climbing walls and rope ladders beckoning them to play.
    The “Park Closed” signs starkly declared that play would have to wait.

  • Column: Kershaw playground back, better than ever

    Since April 2017, children have stood outside the orange construction fencing at Stevens Park’s Haile Gold Mine Playground and looked forlornly at the swings and tunnels and climbing walls and rope ladders beckoning them to play.
    The “Park Closed” signs starkly declared that play would have to wait.

  • Column: Teens, know what you’re risking as you push gas pedal to the floor

    I pray that one child will be saved by my son Billy Dale’s story.
    Look at him at age 17, just before he wrecked 2 miles from our home driving 85 mph. Now look at him at 46.
    A picture really is worth a thousand words. Please show these photos to your teenage drivers.
    I kept Billy Dale at home for 23½ years after the accident. Then he went to a nursing home six years ago, because I was getting old and had back problems and couldn’t take care of him by myself anymore.

  • Column: Teens, know what you’re risking as you push gas pedal to the floor

    I pray that one child will be saved by my son Billy Dale’s story.
    Look at him at age 17, just before he wrecked 2 miles from our home driving 85 mph. Now look at him at 46.
    A picture really is worth a thousand words. Please show these photos to your teenage drivers.
    I kept Billy Dale at home for 23½ years after the accident. Then he went to a nursing home six years ago, because I was getting old and had back problems and couldn’t take care of him by myself anymore.

  • Column: Teens, know what you’re risking as you push gas pedal to the floor

    I pray that one child will be saved by my son Billy Dale’s story.
    Look at him at age 17, just before he wrecked 2 miles from our home driving 85 mph. Now look at him at 46.
    A picture really is worth a thousand words. Please show these photos to your teenage drivers.
    I kept Billy Dale at home for 23½ years after the accident. Then he went to a nursing home six years ago, because I was getting old and had back problems and couldn’t take care of him by myself anymore.

  • Column: Teens, know what you’re risking as you push gas pedal to the floor

    I pray that one child will be saved by my son Billy Dale’s story.
    Look at him at age 17, just before he wrecked 2 miles from our home driving 85 mph. Now look at him at 46.
    A picture really is worth a thousand words. Please show these photos to your teenage drivers.
    I kept Billy Dale at home for 23½ years after the accident. Then he went to a nursing home six years ago, because I was getting old and had back problems and couldn’t take care of him by myself anymore.