The summer of 1952 was a defining year of my life. Up until that summer, I was a typical young Nebraska farm boy, full of energy, loved baseball, loved my mother's fried chicken and gravy, loved her home made (everything was) rhubarb cobbler and had no worries about keeping up with the Joneses; the Joneses didn't have anything either. ...more

October 21, 2009

Limbaugh's Daily Droppings Having grown up on a Nebraska farm in the 1940s and '50s, I experienced first-hand the good, the bad and the ugly of Midwestern farm life. My father, among other lessons, taught me something about finances. ...more

March 26, 2009

Reading what's on everyone's mind in various media takes me back to my childhood, where I enjoyed some wonderful experiences with my grandfather. He was an astute businessman and was affectionately known to his nine children as "the boss." He arrived in the Midwest from Ellis Island in the late 1800s and began to build his family's future, homesteading on a 160-acre Nebraska farm. His hard work, entrepreneurial spirit, shrewd business practices and persistence resulted in ownership of several farms and numerous bank accounts. ...more

September 9, 2008

Upon approaching the newly christened Genesis Preparatory School football field on a Friday evening, much of the familiar sights and sounds generally associated with the high school game-night atmosphere are unmistakably absent. ...more

August 28, 2008