With my mother-in-law, Dolores Graff, celebrating her 88th birthday on Friday, my family will wrap up a month chock full of birthdays, including mine a few weeks ago.
If birthdays do nothing else, they give you a chance to reflect on the past year and evaluate what you have accomplished and what has happened in your life. Sometimes it is a good reflection; other times you may be left wanting to just forget.
Studies show that as you grow older, the years tend to blur together because there are fewer momentous occasions to distinguish the days. Once the single-year birthdays, graduations, wedding and births are no longer a regular part of your life, the days are just filled with trying to figure out what to make for dinner every evening.
If you don’t think this is true, glance at a rack of birthday cards. You can find cards celebrating every single year from one to 10 years old, but then the gaps start by leaping to 13 to mark the start of the teenage years, 16 gets its own section and 21 warrants a couple rows. But from then on, it’s every decade and the cards only get snarkier, like you are just lucky to be alive.
Unlike when we are young, people were hesitant to ask my age after wishing me a happy birthday this year. While I’m not going to scream from the rooftops that I’m now 48, there is an alternative to getting a year older and it involves an appearance on another page in the paper….the obits.
With seven kids, a question people regularly do ask me is if I wish I could go back to those days of diapers and bottles. Not a chance and not because I didn’t enjoy it. Yes, there were days that nighttime couldn’t come early enough but for the most part, I wouldn’t trade those days when the kids were small with days spent swinging at the park, swimming at the pool or sitting on the floor for library story hour.
But those days are over and can’t be brought back. Rather, I’ve moved onto the next phase of life where my kids are old enough to fend for themselves if I just don’t feel like making dinner.
O.K. that was never really an issue. I’m only half-joking when I say that I could be passed out on the kitchen floor and they would have used me as a step-stool to reach the box of cereal before calling someone for help.
Currently, the years are marked with high school and college graduations. The last two kids will soon have their driver’s licenses. And wedding and birth announcements are likely only a few years away. But those special occasions will come to an end and it is up to each of us to consciously make those years stand out.
A few years ago as the years seemed to start to fly by, I decided I had to do something momentous or outside-the-box each year. So I did an Ironman triathlon which required 15 hours swimming, biking and running. I acted (if you want to call it that) in a local theater production, despite the fact that my memorization skills are non-existent. And last year, I hauled 8 people around Europe for two weeks and lost no one in the process.
As for the future, I still have high hopes to publish a book, learn to play the banjo and keep a plant alive for more than a year. Sometimes, it pays not to set the bar too high.
As for aspirations for the community, I have 2027 marked on my calendar. Not only is that the year my youngest son will graduate from high school, but we better have a new aquatic center in place.
Whether it is the start of a new year or your birthday, everyone should take a moment or two to really consider what they would like to accomplish over the next year. What do you want to see happen over the next five to 10 years, whether personally or in your community?
And if you think you are too old to start something today, consider this: You’ll still be one year older next year. Wouldn’t it be great to be one year older and have something to show for it like being able to playing “Dueling Banjos” from Deliverance?
Goal every year is to raise the most funds for area non-profits, but a goal this year is to have the most number of donors because all donations matter.
McCook's last hometown bakery closed this past week, leaving a void not just for donuts but for connections.
Many organizations and businesses in McCook offer the opportunity to recycle, reuse and repair items that may just end up in the trash.
Organizer for Buffalo Commons Storytelling Festival and former librarian named Oct 2025 volunteer of the month.
McCook's Third Thursdays were created to get businesses and organizations involved and designed to create life-long memories for the community.
Long-time community advocate Barb Ostrum received the Sept 2025 McCook Volunteer of the Month award.
We need to celebrate our young people while they are here and encourage them to return.
While some like myself appreciate a rainy day, others dread them for a variety of reasons. We need to be empathetic as interact with others.
MCFF Fall Grant Deadline is Oct. 1. Complete list of former recipients on MCFF website
With so much going, it is time for a “This, That and the Other Thing” column, where we will cover several topics, not very deeply but hopefully with a sense of humor as we clean up and prepare for a busy week in McCook. *** McCook again made state and national news this week for ice. This time, it was in the form of hail that pounded the community for hours upon hours. Conversations this week begin with “where were you….?” or “how many windows did you lose?” And while they may be legitimate and are offering their services, it is like vultures with all the roofing repair and dent removal businesses which have descended upon McCook following the storm. As city officials noted, do your due diligence with any company doing repairs for you and follow the old adage, which is old and still around because it’s true: If something seems to be too good to be true, it probably is. And one last note on the storm, we need to be careful what we ask for. As storm after storm approaches McCook and then splits in two to go around the town, we finally got one to roll right over us. The storm liked McCook so much it slowed down and just there. I was in Lincoln during the storm and trying to determine when I would drive home. I thought the weather app had frozen or the radar was broken because every time I looked, the storm was still sitting over McCook, doing its damage. I guess we can be thankful the next time a storm seemingly just goes around us. *** We are in the thick of McCook’s Heritage Days celebration. Congratulations to all the Heritage Days Royalty, which was announced at the MNB Bank Mixer this week. A special shout-out to Bill Donze, better known as Mr. Bill and his wife, Kathy, who were honored as royalty for their impact in McCook. As many know, Mr. Bill is fighting cancer and the prognosis isn’t good. The chances of him selling snow-cones and candy out of his van next summer near the McCook Aquatic Center are not good. One judge of his impact was the response to my column about Mr. Bill a few months ago. The post was shared thousands of times, viewed nearly 70,000 times with just as many comments by people sharing their fond memories of Mr. Bill. So when you see Mr. Bill riding down Norris in the convertible this weekend in the Heritage Days parade, send extra prayers and well-wishes to the man who has brought so much joy to so many kids - and adults too - over the years. *** Continuing on the Heritage Days theme, I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that the McCook Rotary Club is tossing all egos and formality out the window this weekend. As the president of the McCook Rotary Club, I invite everyone to at least watch, if not participate, in the Rotary’s first inflatable costume relay race on Saturday as part of the festivities in Norris Park. These are those giant, blow-up costumes you usually see around Halloween. The first costumes were usually T-Rexes but now there is everything imaginable available as a design. With the idea for the race originally conceived by Melanie Goodenberger, she has purchased everything from corn on the cob to a cowboy riding a chicken. This is a fund-raiser for the Rotary Club with a cost of just $20 for a team of four to participate in the relay race. But it is also a chance to giggle, perhaps make a fool of yourself and just have fun. Come to the park Saturday afternoon for the Wiener Dog races and stay for the Rotary Relay races. While the dogs will already be close to the ground, the relay race participants will likely just end up on the ground. *** With so much going on in McCook this week, I debated whether there should be another activity the next week but the response has already been great for the Lied’s Arts Across Nebraska’s next production in McCook. Hosted by the McCook Creative District, the Omaha Street Percussion ensemble will perform at the Fox Theater on Wednesday, Sept. 24. There is a matinee showing at 10:30 a.m. but I will be up-front…we are testing the capacity of the Fox with every seat already claimed with students. If that is the only show you can make, please come and we’ll find you a seat but it may be those up in the rafters. Otherwise, please plan to attend the 7 p.m. show on Sept. 24. And even better, there is no cost thanks to the Kimmel Foundation and the Friends of the Lied. This is a busy week and a busy weekend but this is a great opportunity to sit back and enjoy a fun, entertaining evening of live music.
