Culture matters — for all of us. The creative sector needs our help now.

We know that our state and our cities are bleeding because of the pandemic that has swept around the world. We know that many workers are out of a job, and others are furloughed. These workers also exist in the creative sector. You know, artists, galleries, museums, theaters, writers, poets, musical groups of all types, …

‘My restaurant was my life for 20 years. Does the world need it anymore?’

A story in this past Sunday’s New York Times magazine was written by a chef and owner of a restaurant named Prune. I have never eaten there, but I have read about how wonderful the food and atmosphere were. Gabrielle Hamilton wrote this story, and it is gripping. Suddenly restaurants in New York were shut …

What if you have to stay home to work or go to work, but you want to flee? And to where?

During this crisis-ridden year, when fear is all around and there’s not enough money, worries are rising about domestic abuse in a frightening time. In a story this week in  Colorado Independent, managing editor and writer Tina Griego, has laid it out with information from across the state. And it isn’t pretty, as this paragraph …

The quote of the day: ‘You can’t shoot a virus.’

Well, of course you can’t. But reading several stories today about the spike in sales of guns and ammunition in Colorado, this makes me concerned. I’m already worried about my family members, friends and neighbors, but now if I go to the grocery store, what might happen next? I’m worried about restaurants and their workers …

Finally!

Talk about a shake-up – and days of volatility. But it’s time to get those ballots in before 7 p.m. today. I’m  heading off to the Blair-Caldwell African American Research Library to drop off my ballot before going to a meeting. Probably a lot of people will be staying up late tonight. And who can …

They had a dream. And they still do. And there’s another film on Dearfield.

When most people zip along U.S. 34 about 25 miles east of Greeley, the little Dearfield sign is a mere green blip, the three grayed wooden structures mere ruins, the scrub land mere dirt that could not possibly support life. In 1910, O.T. Jackson and others decided to follow a national trend and begin a black …