A Father’s Day Gift

Dad and Rochester

by Sharon M. Kennedy In the 1970s, I lived in the Detroit area. When I came home for a visit, I always brought presents for my parents. Often they were silly ones such as a three-foot-long box of Sander’s candy. Mom had a ball with that box. As it emptied,…

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Suicide is Not Painless

by Sharon M. Kennedy Anyone who has watched the television show, M*A*S*H, is familiar with the theme song, “Suicide is Painless.” And anyone who has lost a loved one through suicide knows that’s a lie. The pain of the deceased is over, but the sorrow felt by those left behind…

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The War to End All Wars

by Sharon M. Kennedy On November 11, 1918, the signing of the Armistice with Germany officially ended World War I. One hundred and four years ago today, the war to end all wars was over. Unfortunately, the hope that such a horrible event would never occur again was premature. There’s…

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One Week to Doomsday

By Sharon M. Kennedy The midterm election is one week away. Regardless of who takes the Senate and House, one thing is certain. If the donkeys are successful, Doomsday will follow due to “rigged machines, fake ballots” and a host of other excuses why they couldn’t possibly have legitimately beaten…

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Not Like Other Men

By Sharon M. Kennedy In Plato’s “Dialogues” he posed the question someone asked his teacher, Socrates, a man accused of impiety and corruption of the young: “What is the origin of these accusations? All this great fame and talk about you would never have arisen if you had been like…

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As the Midterms Draw Nigh

By Sharon M. Kennedy A few readers have asked why I’ve been writing political pieces instead of my usual nostalgic references to the delightful days of my childhood. In response, I’ll make an analogy, however farfetched or “comical” it might seem to some folks. The orchestra on the Titanic could…

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Millie Was Always Wrong

When I was earning my M.A. from Northern Michigan University, I was 53 years old. However, I was not the oldest student in the class. That distinction fell to Millie. No one knew how old she was, and we didn’t care. She was a sweet lady who was always prepared…

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Trump’s Craw Is Empty

Sharon Kennedy  |  Community Columnist Have you ever had something stuck in your craw? Something you wanted to say but just couldn’t get it out? Perhaps a relative upset you, but you held your tongue because you didn’t want to create a scene. When I was a kid, Mom often…

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