A rose of purple prose arose

When you think about the color purple, what comes to mind? Probably the movie “The Color Purple.” That makes sense. Beyond that, you might think of Prince’s “Purple Rain” or maybe even Sheb Wooley’s 1958 hit “The Purple People Eater.

Both sides of the aisle

God have mercy on America. “For they are a nation destitute of counsel, And there is no understanding in them. If only they were wise and they understood this; If only they would discern their future (Deuteronomy 32:28-29 NASB)!” God’s message to Israel (through Moses) is relevant to us today.

Why can’t God hear me?

Here goes another army story. While in basic training I developed an ulcer that held me back approximately six weeks. I had two weeks of training to complete so I was placed with a new group of trainees. At one point they were going to what was then called “soldier’s stakes.

Did I hear that correctly?

I’ve written before about mondegreens — music lyrics people mishear. Many of you mistake Elton John’s “Tiny Dancer” line as “Hold me closer, Tony Danza.” Today’s column is along those lines.

Library Log

Devices Dublin Public Library is able to provide technology to local residents thanks to some generous grants like the Emergency Connectivity Fund from the FCC, the Tech Academy program, a Digital Navigators grant and a Community Connect Grant.

Let’s give these words another try

Do you ever hear yourself use a word or phrase that makes you say, “I am becoming my parents?” It happens to me all the time. The biggest example is when something surprising happens and I blurt out, “Golly!” It sounds like I’m from the black-andwhite “Leave It to Beaver” days.

Library Log

Dublin Public Library continues to host special events for the community this week. Meet Annie On Saturday, April 15 from 11 a.m. to noon, guests to the library can meet Annie, the lead therapy dog of Annie’s Therapeutic Companions.

Break of Night

Darkness. Absence of sight. In the dark we fear those things that go bump in the night. Terror of darkness is common. Who wants to go into a dark basement? Who would like to volunteer to be first into the mouth of an unknown cave flooded with the blackness of the dark?

Till We Meet Again

It’s not really goodbye; it’s till we meet again. Seeing friends and loved ones off on a long journey isn’t easy. Parting is painful if we’re unsure when we will be reunited faceto- face. What if there’s the chance of never seeing them again?