Look at a map of Kansas and you’ll see 105 counties neatly sectioned off, each with a starting and stopping place in every direction.
Unfortunately, maps have little relevance when you’re dealing with a public health crisis like the coronavirus.
About two weeks ago, I asked whether anyone would be interested in the organization of a book club to study black history and current issues.
The request came following an on-line meeting organized under the sponsorship of Leadership Ellsworth County to discuss systemic racism in our society.
In today’s ELCA Lutheran practice, we welcome all to join us in our worship and church family. Does that mean that there are those in our church family that will not like this? Why, yes I am sure that there are.
In June of 1867 Kansas City, Mo., boosters successfully negotiated Congressional approval to build a railroad bridge across the Missouri River, irreverently known as the Big Muddy. At that time, the Missouri had not been bridged at any point along its course.
The task at hand sounds straight-forward — counting each person (only once) and recording where they live. It is something that has been done in our country every 10 years since President George Washington was in the White House.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
Most Kansans recognize Kansas City as “The” great economic engine on our eastern border. Westport, now part of Kansas City, outfitted wagon trains before going out on the Santa Fe and Oregon-California trails.