The new look MLB playoffs began last week with its best-of-three Wild Card Series.
I’m at my desk on a Monday morning, listening to the steady roll of thunder, as a rain falls hard and fast, then ebbs away to a patter, only to come roaring back, drowning out the office sounds aro
The ongoing battle to breath life into a high school football season that may be on its last legs has taken a couple of twists and turns over the past couple of weeks.
My earliest hurricane memories revolve around my dad’s aunt Eva. Every weekend, my dad would go pick her up in Pecanière, and she would spend the weekend at our house here in Ville Platte.
You ever had one of those days where what seems to be a series of random events turns into a time for personal growth? Well, I had one of those this past Sunday.