I knew Dr. Bill Nolen for over 40 years in many capacities; first, as a new nurse who knew very little, but thought she knew everything. He was a great teacher - he forgot more than most doctors will ever know. He was a constant learner, always sharing articles from The New England Journal of Medicine and other medical journals. He stayed up to date on everything, even COVID.

Early voting for the March 1 primary ends Friday. Initial reports indicate turnout has been low, as is traditional in midterm primary elections, with less than a fourth of registered voters going to the polls most years.

Before you meet your person, the one who will stick, you are someone—a person all your own. Or a collection of characteristics you think of as a person. You have an identity. We all picture ourselves in a particular way, affected by whatever has been going on in our lives. I remember the person I was when I met him. She was a worried thirty-seven-year-old divorced mother with one son. She wrote articles for regional publications and worked on fiction that went nowhere.

To The Editor: Thank you for printing the article “Dubious Distinction” about the Fayette Power Project on the front page of the Fayette County Record on Jan. 7.

To The Editor: While my wife and I have our “legal” address in Cypress, we’ve had a property out east of Fayetteville (Rek Hill area) for the last 11 years now where we would escape to “de-stress” (mostly me) by riding around on the tractor, clearing dead trees, mowing and letting the dogs bark at the cows I let my neighbor run. I’ve spent the past four years building our “country place” where we try to get to as often as possible now.

To The Editor: On a daily basis we have heard all the arguments about where COVID originated. We’ve heard them all, but I have yet to hear one that seems to make sense.

To the Editor: This is in response to David Deluca’s letter in the Feb. 18 edition, in which he has followed the Democrat M.O.

To The Editor: The Schulenburg letter writer’s use of the phrase “ideological diatribe” last week simply does not apply to my recent letter. Rather, my letter raises valid concerns about corporate money destroying our Constitution’s representational democracy’ based upon facts that practically all apply to the Republican Party.

Feb. 22-29, 1972 Rutersville Postmaster G.J.

Cal Farley’s huge heart suddenly gave out on Feb. 19, 1967, while the founder of Boys Ranch attended chapel with his “cowboys.” The homespun humanitarian knew all about broken homes.