An old guy was driving along on an interstate highway, in the left-hand lane, going 55; which you can do on interstates. Heck, the minimum speed limit is 45. Most of the 45ers are trying to commit suicide.

Efforts are underway to legalize recreational use of marijuana in Illinois.

This is an observation that will, hopefully, not result in my issuing a mea culpa: Women are busybodies. Their key mission in life is to compile endless “honey do” lists. To a certain extent, that is commendable.

The Shelbyville Daily Union has a long history in this community. We've been serving Shelby County since 1863, and we intend to continue doing so for a long time to come.

The history of blaming the media for the ills of adolescents, let alone society writ large, is long and colorful.

Happy day, huh; read on and after reading this column you might throw yourself off the roof. Maybe, even jump off a cliff, or do yourself in with a wet spoon.

The whole world was shocked and dismayed at the horrific murder of innocent worshipers at two mosques in Christchurch, New Zealand. Every Western country condemned the attack as a vicious senseless and evil massacre against innocent people at their places of worship. Every newspaper in the W…

One of the obligations of a parent is to make their children eat things they hate. Where and when this sadistic practice emerged, no one really knows. Rare is a victory gained for a serving of broccoli.

Elmer T. Bass, a Make America Great Again guy, walked into the local bar, plopped down on a stool beside me and ordered a Black Russian. Turning to me, he rumbled, “Are you that FAKE news guy, Harry Reynolds?”

Washington has become a mad political war zone.

“All Gaul is divided into three parts.” Julius Caesar said that. “The World Wide Web is effectively dead.” I said that.

Midnight frequented a dumpster behind a fast-food joint. The fine establishment specialized in fish sandwiches. One night, in the midst of a Halibut, he was “rescued” by a well-meaning employee. But, as she discovered, alley cats are neither grateful, nor inclined to domestication.

Being a fake news journalist, not inclined to believe much of what President Donald Trump says or tweets, I was brought to my senses a few days ago. So, here, dear reader, I admit that Trump is a victim of a “WITCH HUNT!”

The angel Goldenrod walked into my favorite bar and plopped down beside me. He ordered a Black Russian, which he dispatched quickly, and called the bartender to refill his glass. The bartender was ahead of him, having had a revelation.

WASHINGTON – His tractor is so noisy that, when driving it, the man who calls himself "just a farmer from Butler County" puts his cellphone under his cap, set on vibrate. Charles Grassley, 85, who has served in the Senate longer than all but 11 of the 1,983 other senators – and who still run…

Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.

The sirens wailed, and the girls screamed. They understood this nuclear bomb thing. The grade schools boys were dismissive. Density plagues the sex. Chaos reigned for a few minutes

The malevolent ghost of the Alien and Seditions Acts has reared its ugly head – and you thought the child of thin-skinned President John Adams had been relegated to history. But, along came William Barr.

According to my Facebook profile, I graduated from high school in 1988, which would make me 46 years old. Which, admittedly, would be great; but, alas, I am 75, having graduated in 1961. With a heavy heart, I set about trying to set things straight.

BERLIN – In one of contemporary history's intriguing caroms, European politics just now is a story of how one decision by a pastor's dutiful daughter has made life miserable for a vicar's dutiful daughter. Two of the world's most important conservative parties are involved in an unintended t…

For years, the oil industry has sought to roll back competition from biofuels, like ethanol. Manufactured in rural communities like ours, biofuels are made from farm crops, and they supply a full 10 percent of America’s liquid fuel needs. Without homegrown fuels, American consumers would hav…

My introduction to journalism confronted me when I walked into the newspaper office, having been sent there by a friend who happened to be a big advertiser. The guy standing before me, I have to admit, was intimidating.

The first year of our marriage, we lived in a trailer park. Not much of one, but then, neither was the trailer. Our relatives did not worry about it, being convinced we would not last. They had good reason, I guess.