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Storms should never be taken lightly. Hurricane Ian is a fresh reminder of what we know too well, that nature’s beauty can turn savage when the skies darken and the winds pick up.

Ohio congressman Tim Ryan is running for the U.S. Senate, trying as hard as he can to sound like a regular guy fighting for you, but he’s still coming up short.

Over the last year, Democrats in Washington have scored a series of legislative wins to boost American competitiveness on the world stage. President Biden and leaders in Congress have navigated razor-thin majorities in both the House and Senate to pass a string of landmark bills to ramp up American manufacturing and infrastructure, invest in critical semiconductor production and scientific research and development, and fund innovative clean energy projects.

My grandchildren are the apples of my eye. So it was only fitting that I was hit in the eye by a falling fruit while apple picking with the kiddies.

Tell us something we don’t know.

Everything I learned about love, war and medicine probably came from watching M*A*S*H as a child.

Hurricane Ian hadn’t slammed into the Florida coast yet and already the idiots were playing politics.

As I conclude my career at Crime Victim Services in Allen and Putnam Counties, I find myself reflecting on the incredible growth of what started as a victim-offender reconciliation program, and on my deepening understanding of life along the journey.

We witnessed the passing of the drums last weekend.

Let me start by saying what I know about farming wouldn’t fill a thimble. A Chicagoan by birth and for the first six years of my life, I saw nothing in the way of an agrarian lifestyle. After my dad’s transfer to Ohio to take over a Central Steel and Wire sales territory, during the early June drive in 1958 to some place called Lima, Ohio, the topographical changes I saw amazed me. I left a world of mostly concrete and a dearth of greenery to field after field rife with growth.