Dear Reader, The past does not make an appointment. A letter falls out of a box carried from house to house and never opened. A song from a high school dance comes on in a store. Burning leaves …

"My name is Margaret, and I am the Director of Our Sisters’ House Shelter (OSH), right here in Tomahawk. Our Sisters’ House is a ten-bed shelter that provides temporary housing for area residents who have lost housing and need a hand in rebuilding their lives. We’ve been here for 11 years now, and we’re planning on being here for as long as our services are needed," writes Margaret Heykes, Director, Our Sisters' House Shelter.

Dear Reader, There’s a peculiar comfort in floating—in those moments when ideas soar, ambitions lift us skyward, and possibilities seem limitless. We drift among clouds of our own making, …

Dear Reader, Superman had it figured out, or so we thought as kids when reading our comic books. When things got overwhelming, he’d retreat to his Fortress of Solitude—that crystalline …

Dear Reader, On November 3, Wisconsin voters will decide who represents them in Madison and Washington, and who sits on the school boards, county boards, and village councils that shape daily …

Dear Reader, We live in a curious time. The same screens that connect us to the world have become stages where we watch others perform fragments of existence—sometimes genuine, often …

Dear Reader, I have come to believe the world was never meant to be the Garden of Eden. It was meant to be a playground. Eden, as the story goes, was a finished place. Everything was …

Dear Reader, Everybody loves a winner. The trophies, the accolades, the flowers and roses—they all go to those who finish first. Winners get remembered, celebrated, lifted up. And the losers? …

Dear Reader, Retirement used to be a gold watch and a fishing pole. Now it’s become a referendum on relevance. One camp insists that stepping back means disappearing. The other says, “I’ve …

Dear Reader, I heard “Nowhere Man” the other day—that haunting Beatles track that once felt like it was written specifically for my seventeen-year-old soul. But something had changed. The …

Dear Reader, There’s something curious that happens in everyday conversations—at coffee shops, on planes, in waiting rooms. Someone asks how you’re doing, what you do, what brings you …

I am writing this from a seat at PNC Park, watching the Pittsburgh Pirates take the field. Earlier this month I sat in a different set of stands, watching the Milwaukee Brewers do the same thing …

Dear Reader, Picture yourself standing in a room with two doors. You’re at that pivotal age—old enough to understand consequences, young enough that both paths still stretch wide before you. …

"August is recognized as National Wellness Month, a time to focus on building healthy habits that improve our physical, emotional, and mental well-being. While many people think of wellness as eating healthier or exercising more, I believe one of the most important parts of wellness is something we don't always see or talk about: our mental health," writes Captain Adam A. Meyers, CPS, Hartford, Wis.

Dear Reader, When Odysseus sailed past the sirens, he did not trust himself to resist them. He assumed he would fail. So he ordered his crew to fill their ears with wax and lash him to the mast, …

I’ve been sitting with a question that won’t let me go: What have I been planted on this earth for? It’s the kind of question that arrives quietly at first, then grows more insistent. The …

Dear Reader, Not long ago I drove out to a supper club in St. Anna, Wisconsin, a place I had not seen in decades. The visit brought back the fact of something, if not the feeling of it, a summer …

Dear Reader, Airports tell a story about our society. Amid the rush of travelers focused on destinations, countless individuals struggle silently—an elderly person uncertain of gate changes, a …

Dear Reader, There’s a peculiar alchemy that happens when you reach a certain age and find yourself leafing through old yearbooks or stumbling across a box of letters tucked away in the attic. …