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Don Amend

Over the past few weeks, I’ve encountered a mysterious stranger.

I’ve spent considerable time with this guy since we first met, but I’m having a bit of trouble learning to understand him.

My how time flies.

Recently it dawned on me that a decade has passed since I became a employee of the Powell Tribune.

I missed the anniversary of the January day in 2004 when I, a mere lad of 59, turned on a computer in the Tribune office for the first time.

Recently, I received a directive from the chairman of the board of directors that governs my domestic partnership.

The order, an indirect consequence of a trip to Billings a few weeks ago, was a simple one, and my wife issued it in one succinct sentence: “Something has to go.”

The other day, I opened a book my parents gave me more than 60 years ago.

For most of those six decades, “50 Great Americans,” the book was forgotten, left behind when I stopped living with my parents. A few years ago, I found it, and it has occupied a shelf alongside “Winnie the Pooh,” “The Wizard of Oz,” and other literary reminders of my childhood ever since.

This week is going to end with a bang down in south Big Horn County.

That’s because rock star Ted Nugent will be visiting Emblem on Saturday, at the invitation of the local TEA Party. He’ll be blowing in about noon and plans to speak for an hour or so, according to an interview I read a few weeks ago.

A few weeks ago, I wrote about the pipe dreams of one of our candidates for governor. Recently, he has been enlarging on his positions regarding federal land, so his intentions merit further comment.

In a recent story, Taylor Haynes was quoted as saying that he will take control of “every square inch” of Wyoming, including the national parks. If the feds don’t give up control and instead enter the state to do their jobs, he will have them arrested.

It was a good run, but the good old USA fell short in the World Cup competition last week.

I suppose that has soccer fans around Powell a bit blue this week, and maybe all those people who don’t much care for soccer but think the U.S. should win all the time are sad as well.

Being a column writer for a newspaper is fun.

How else can a guy get 20 or 30 column inches periodically to tell readers almost anything he wants to tell them. He has to be carful not to libel anybody, but otherwise he’s free to write whatever the publisher allows him to.

I’ve been perusing newspapers for as long as I can remember.

I began “reading” them in my pre-literate days, when all I could do was look at the pictures and ask my Dad to tell me why he was getting such a big laugh out of  “Pogo,” his favorite comic strip, or what Li’l Abner was saying to Daisy Mae.

Another skirmish has been fought in a continuing conflict that flares up now and then in our beloved country.

This time, the fight was over a city council’s inviting a clergyman to open their meetings with a non-sectarian prayer. This time, the supporters of prayer won, as the Supreme Court ruled that it was OK to pray as long as the prayer was really non-sectarian and the invitation to pray was sometimes granted to those who didn’t represent Protestant Christianity. 

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