By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin As October takes center stage, it brings us the County Fair, Friday night football games, and for those...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin A day can start out fine, and then out of nowhere, it hits - the crud. As usual, I downed two cups of...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin We all carry burdens of one sort or another. Some are so earth-shattering, they tie us to the event,...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin My first child, Jerry Frank Gilcrease, who for the too-short years he lived on this side of glory, loved...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin The past two weeks have been an adventure, not the “Indiana Jones” type of adventure, when the good guy...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin There was a time - and frankly it seems only yesterday - when my grandchildren would jump up and down...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin When John Toth, The Bulletin’s editor, asked me to write an article appropriate for Father’s Day, there...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin Faith is like a good mystery book. Once you begin to savor the nuances and possibilities, you can’t put...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin If you like the company of older people, which I do since I am now an “older people,” most statements...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin Today was the day. Upon rising, I added another cup of coffee to my morning ritual of two cups in hopes...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin What in the world has happened to being satisfied? It is a rarity these days to encounter a satisfied...

By Shirley Prihode The Bulletin She was a perky strawberry blond, fully expecting a promising future when the man of her dreams walked...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin It was 1959, and the little girl wanted to be somewhere, anywhere other than always at the end of the...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin As I sit in my writing studio, which is a euphemism for an adapted shed in the backyard, my mind goes...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin She was a tiny wisp of a young woman, barely 18 when she moved to Wild Peach with her parents. The first...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin My life is full, not only because I shop in the “full size” apparel section, but also with great friends....

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin It’s no surprise to my readers that my husband and I are prone to wandering. Some have even called it...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin Providing an opportunity to reason outcomes seemed like a crucial skill to our parents, and learning...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin We are on the open seas again. The fact we are headed to the same port we visited in October had...

By Shirley Prihoda The Bulletin The consensus from both friend and foe alike was that I lack the motivation to lose weight. That needed...