A Grin at the End: Check list – In search of the perfect doc

February 2016 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on A Grin at the End: Check list – In search of the perfect doc

By Carl Sampson I think I’m going to hire a doctor. Well, not really hire one, but get one to occasionally take a look at me. I’m feeling good but I just want to get a 100,000-mile check-up. First, a disclaimer. I’m not ...

Changing tactics: Out with the resolutions, in with words of wisdom

January 2016 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on Changing tactics: Out with the resolutions, in with words of wisdom

By Carl Sampson Here we are again, standing on the precipice of an entirely new year. It’s a blank slate that we will fill in for the next 366 days — 2016 is a leap year. I just hope we do a ...

A Grin at the End: Best holiday ever… With an even better after-day tradition

November 2015 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on A Grin at the End: Best holiday ever… With an even better after-day tradition

By Carl Sampson I like holidays — all of them. I like Christmas, New Year’s, the Fourth of July, Labor Day — even National Ice Cream Day (the third Sunday in July) and Talk Like a Pirate Day (Sept. 19). But my ...

A Grin at the End: Utterly unromantic…

October 2015 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on A Grin at the End: Utterly unromantic…

By Carl Sampson This may be the least romantic column ever written. It may even be less romantic than the columns written by those political pundits jabbering about Donald Trump. In fact, it is so unromantic I bet only an accountant could ...

A Grin at the End: I wish I was smart enough…

September 2015 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on A Grin at the End: I wish I was smart enough…

By Carl Sampson I don’t know if it’s just me, but I feel as though I’m getting dumber every day. I just don’t understand what’s wrong with a lot of people. It’s as though they put their brains in a paper bag ...

A Grin at the End: Snails with ketchup – And other adventures in Spain

August 2015 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on A Grin at the End: Snails with ketchup – And other adventures in Spain

By Carl Sampson I’m sitting at a table outside a bar in some little town whose name I cannot pronounce. The owner brings out a bucket filled with cooked snails. I pick one up, look it in its beady little eyes ...

A Grin at the End: What’s in a name

July 2015 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on A Grin at the End: What’s in a name

<em><a href="http://ourtownlive.com/ourtown/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/carl-sampson.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-424" alt="carl-sampson" src="http://ourtownlive.com/ourtown/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/carl-sampson-300x160.jpg" width="300" height="160" /></a>By Carl Sampson</em> I’ve always been amazed by the names some parents choose for their children. Some are practical. For example, my Mom always said she chose Carl because she wanted to a make ...

A Grin at the End: Advice worth remembering

June 2015 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on A Grin at the End: Advice worth remembering

By Carl Sampson I love this season. I don’t mean summer. I love graduation season. It’s when middle and high schools, colleges and universities unleash their work product on the world. “Let’s see what this bunch can do,” every teacher is thinking ...

Madeline’s Adventures: A family keeper – Restoring a heirloom uncovers treasured stories

May 2015 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on Madeline’s Adventures: A family keeper – Restoring a heirloom uncovers treasured stories

By Madeline Marin-Foucher I spent most of a weekend painstakingly cleaning up a family heirloom, long past the point of pretty. It was a pie safe, something most people under the age of 90 don’t even know exists, but a tangible piece ...

A Grin at the End: Future’s not all as promised

May 2015 Posted in Columnists & Opinion | Comments Off on A Grin at the End: Future’s not all as promised

By Carl Sampson I feel cheated. When I was a kid in the 1950s and 1960s, the future was going to be awesome beyond words. I remember reading books about how we’d all work four days a week, and fly in our personal ...