Maybe I underestimated the value of an annual bracket challenge. Check that, I definitely did.
Music and laughter, food and frolic, we’ve plenty to celebrate Friday on St. Patrick’s Day. That includes the fact that the Irish are being celebrated at all. It provides hope that prejudice can be overcome, even if it takes a century or more.
Occasionally, I run across a heartfelt remembrance that reminds me how those closest to a situation can always find the right words.
I can appreciate a nice effort to make the best out of a less than desirable situation.
Fiery speeches, religious differences, mob destruction of property, threats of violence to the press: how could such a thing have happened right here in Platte County? But we’re smart, right? We don’t repeat mistakes, or do we?
The common thought today would be that my generation doesn’t read the obituary section. Maybe my job puts me in a unique position, but I know I still pay attention.
Political news comes fast and furious at all levels right now.
I’ve been looking to our Platte County schools for signs of musical sanity this week.
The protests dotted the country, and KCI Airport right here in Platte County was included in the uproar.
The letter sent to customers confirmed what a recorded message at the other end of the telephone line hinted at.
My son picked out his outfit for Sunday. He must’ve known something that I didn’t.
Part of me wishes I had a little more time this week and the other remains grateful I didn’t spend any more time thinking about county budgets.
As of now, Greg Sager appears ready to hold on to his job with the county despite the recent legal fiasco.
The holidays arrived in a whoosh, hung in the air just a moment, and suddenly 2017 arrived in offbeat fashion.
I’ve grown quite tired of writing about cancer, specifically in this space, but I’m also realistic.
First came a whoosh of air, then a rubbery thud as the tire inflated and hit the rim. My almost-bald tires were history and new tread to pull my car through snow awaited the road.
If you told me when I took this job that’d I’d stay in St. Joseph for another 2½ years, I probably would’ve been nearly inconsolable.
Imagine a 1,000-acre park in Platte County stretching seven miles from Highway 152 to northeast of Ferrelview, one both north and south of the Interstate 435 loop east of KCI. A park connected by trails and bike lanes on roadways to other parks and trails throughout Platte County.
I’m still uncertain of why the photos hung on the Christmas tree for so long at the Martin house. Mercifully, I think my mother has mostly retired the old, laminated images with mall Santa Claus — the ones with a hole punch at the top to allow for a ribbon loop used to hang them.
With the full four-lane portion of Kentucky Avenue set to open early this week, Platte City made another step in the long-range process of improving infrastructure.
One of the many advantages of our new office location (Yes, we moved. Come see us at 812 Third St. in Platte City!) involves accessibility to downtown.
Anyone who travels in Platte City already knows the good news, but Highway 92 has fully reopened.
Todd Jaros stopped and squinted out at the football field at Belton High School. He let out a sigh.
I’m happy to report that I didn’t have to report on any alleged clown sightings in the area this week.
This political season and news of the world are making me feel pretty lucky to be living in Platte County.
Stef Bradley’s photos popped up in my Twitter timeline, and I felt the twinge — a slight pang of remembrance mixed with some sadness.
Maybe that headline could be a little misleading, mostly for those who use the road in Platte City every day.
One person’s stop light is another’s ouch.
Such are growing pains in the developing Northland. Platte County is among the most vibrantly growing counties in Missouri.
In the process of preparing to move The Citizen’s office, I recently took on a project of nostalgia.
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