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In April, Gov. Mike DeWine gave his State of the State Address. In the annual address, the governor addresses the state by highlighting the goals and accomplishments of the state. Additionally, the governor often announces new initiatives. The state of the state address is held as a joint session of the Ohio General Assembly in the House Chambers of the Ohio Statehouse.

Catherine Early wakes up each morning, reads a bit from a Bible study, grabs a cup of tea, a bagel and an orange.

Mother’s Day this year is extra special because for the first time in over two decades, I am spending it with my mom in person.

As the sham criminal trial against Donald Trump continues to play out in New York City, America is witnessing election interference and the deliberate destruction of a legal system which was once the envy of the world. It’s just another nail in the coffin of the rule of law; all in the name of lawfare.

Most people would say — especially in the winter, when insects are vacationing in Florida — that they wouldn’t hurt a fly. Not my wife.

I’d avoided it for a few years. But sometimes you aren’t always successful at dodging the colds and flus that run rampant where you live. I’ve never been good at dodgeball so I wasn’t surprised when I eventually got walloped.

Dorothy finished applying a layer of flour to her already pale face, put on her best early Victorian bonnet (complete with a semicircle of flowers atop her hair), and sat in a chair in a studio near New York’s Washington Square. She stayed still as a stone for an agonizing 65 seconds, during which she couldn’t budge or blink; she was barely allowed to breathe. Finally, she was told she could relax. As Dorothy slumped back in her seat, she had no way of knowing she’d just made history.

My students are graduating at a tremulous time.

What a good week it should have been for Republicans.

When our kids were young, I briefly considered home schooling. Then I was teaching our son to play piano, found myself with the John Thompson Book for Beginners rolled up in my hand, ready to swat him on the arm, and realized I was not home-school material.