Technology is great … until it isn’t. That’s all I can think after Siri took my wife and I on the “quickest” route from Paia, Hawaii, to our hotel on the western shore of Maui. Two hours (15 miles) and accelerated heart rates later, I doubt either of us will every fully trust our iPhones […]
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Brenda Michelle Keller would have been 47 years old today. She left this life more than 34 years ago at the age of 12, but most people will never have the impact she’s had on myself and others in her far-too-short life. Like many folks, I think of Brenda often, particularly on her birthday and
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Hard-working. Stubborn. Relentless. Competitive. Honest. All traits passed down through the years to the Webb men. Those I have. Good with their hands? Not so much. That’s been a long-running joke in my marriage, though I’ve managed to fix a washing machine twice and a few other repairs in the last 13 years. Typically, however,
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It’s funny how things change with age. At 26, being separated, living 14 hours from home and struggling in the workplace felt utterly hopeless. Now, at 49, I often think “Dude, you could have just quit your job and moved in with your dad back in Kansas.” Hindsight, of course, is 20-20. It would have
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A few thousand dollars, and life looks completely different. That thought runs through my mind every time I think about my parents and the beginning of their lives together. Dad and Mom met in San Diego in the mid-1970s, not long after the old man finished his last stretch behind bars, largely because his boss
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The following is an excerpt from Chapter 12, “My Strawberry is Gone,” of the bestseller “Goodbye, Butterfly: Murder, faith and forgiveness in a small Kansas town.” You can order the book online. Once Bob finished his message, the service moved to the cemetery to the south and just off Douglas Road, less than a quarter
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One of my favorite memories with the old man is attending Missouri’s upset of No. 1 Oklahoma in October 2010. I will always cherish storming the field with my 65-year-old father (and about 20,000 other Mizzou fans). Now, the actual trip from Topeka to Columbia, however, does not rank as a favorite memory, though I
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My last Christmas in Lebanon, Missouri, is one of my most memorable, highlighted by my favorite gift as a boy, the Nintendo Entertainment System that was the toy/gift of the 1988 season. Mom and Dad surprising my brother and I after all the presents were opened will always be the crown jewel in an upbringing
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A Brock Olivo jersey, hours upon hours of Sim City, an incredibly difficult college course and a relentless illness. Those were the “highlights” of Christmas in 1996. I’d been home from Kansas State for more than a year and was in my first semester at Washburn University, a place I fell in love with immediately.
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One of my first experiences at an arcade came during a trip to Springfield, Missouri, in 1984. We had just moved to Lebanon when Dad and Mom surprised us with a trek to ShowBiz Pizza, at the time the coolest place an 8-year-old could be. ShowBiz hasn’t been a thing since the early 1990s, when
