On the bookshelf in my bedroom sits a frame containing a yellowed Family Circus cartoon. The drawing shows the disheveled mom trying to corral her four small children. Meanwhile, a well-meaning - but not terribly helpful - elderly lady gives the stereotypical advice: Enjoy them every minute. Before you can turn around, they’ll be grown.”
I’ve had that picture for more than two decades, probably when the fourth of my seven children arrived. And while I likely smirked when I received it, there is a reason that advice continues to apply. Because it is true.
It is why we say “the days are long, but the years are short.”
It is why we say “time flies when you are having fun.” Heck, time flies even when you aren’t having fun. Ask any mom.
But whether you are in the midst of changing diapers non-stop or building a career or just trying to get by, the days can slip by seemingly in the blink of an eye. Followed by months going by in a blur. And before you know it, years have passed.
This is where intentionality comes into play. Unless we intentionally make the effort to enjoy the moment or to reach out to someone, time - and life - can slip by so quickly.
And that is how I recently ended up in Texas, despite less than perfect circumstances like a pandemic.
As my 25th anniversary approached, I knew I didn’t want to buy my husband, Jon, yet another gift that I would have to dust or wash or add to the clutter at our house.
Instead, I reached out to the best man from our wedding, Mike, who had been my husband’s college roommate, to reconnect. It had been 23 years since we had seen him in person, when my husband had served as the best man in Mike’s wedding.
While now is not ideal for just about anything, everything from travel itinerary to days off from work lined up. So last weekend, the three of us caught up on two decades of our lives, from vacations to jobs, even stupid vehicle purchases. We discovered that all our kids are avid swimmers, some at the collegiate level.
In the end, it was like we hadn’t missed a beat, much less decades. There was some regret that we hadn’t been able to see each other’s kids grow up and many birthdays and anniversary had been missed. But we left with an appreciation and a hopefulness, knowing that we had reconnected and would do better in the future to maintain contact.
Afterward, I wondered how we managed to miss so many years of each other’s lives, but it was never intentional. It is just life.
Personally, we got busy raising kids, working and volunteering, and maintaining a house. Our friend Mike was busy raising his own family, moving around the country and serving more than a dozen tours overseas during his 25-year military career.
As my husband said on the way home, perhaps this was the first time we could have connected and we needed to appreciate that it happened at all.
I’ve said it before and I’ll continue to say it: There is never a perfect time to do something. If you wait for it to be perfect, it will never happen.
We could have waited for the pandemic to be over, but who knows when or if things will return to normal. We could have waited for all of us to retire, but who knows when or if that will happen. If I think I have a risky lifestyle by riding my bike down a highway with semis barrelling by us at 70 mph, that’s relatively safe compared to our friend who flies helicopters for the border patrol catching drug runners.
I am not saying you need to hop on a plane to visit your long-lost aunt in another state or drain your savings to see your childhood friend across the globe.
Perhaps it is a phone call to an elderlly neighbor to let them know you are thinking of them. Maybe it is taking a dessert to that mom who hasn’t had five minutes to wash her hair. Or just dropping a card in the mail to your friend to let them know you are thinking of them. Finding a hand-written note in the mailbox is 10-times better than a stack of bills or election fliers.
Like I said, there is never a perfect time...there is only time...time to be intentional.
Linda Graff named McCook Volunteer of the Month for December 2025
By focusing on what is important, we can make an even better impact in our communities.
After a 10-year hiatus, the McCook Holiday Home Tours return focusing on downtown upstairs apartments.
While many people think volunteering is for older residents, serving your community has no age restrictions. And young people can regularly be found lending a hand or offering their services in their hometown. The November 2025 McCook Volunteer of the Month recognizes one of many young people are working to make their community an even better place to call home: Grady Riemenschneider. Currently a senior at McCook High School, Grady volunteers with a wide variety of organizations and groups. As a four-year member of the McCook Community Foundation Fund’s Youth Change Reaction, Grady serves as the ambassador for the youth group’s “Cars Under Stars,” the outdoor movie theater at the Red Willow County Fairgrounds. At nearly every showing, he can be found operating the projector and setting up the parking lot, as well as passing along his knowledge to the next ambassador. In McCook’s FFA program, Grady has held officer roles the past four years and is currently the chapter vice president, organized the chapter banquet in 2025 and coached for the conduct of chapter meetings. Along with serving as the president of the Driftwood Feeders 4-H Club, he assists with setup, tear down and fundraising for the dog show and helps fellow members train their dogs. Grady steps in to help and lead at local events, including Prairie Plains CASA’s Kick in’ It Up for CASA and the Cajun Broil; the Edward Jones Alzheimer’s Walk; operating sound boards for various groups; and Feed the Farmer. And he has served as a youth leader at McCook Christian Church for elementary youth since approximately 2018 as well as stepping up to ensure the ag program ran smoothly during a teacher’s maternity leave Upon request from his mother about some of Grady’s activities, Sharleen noted that he is the “Chief Household Operations Officer: first responder for Mom’s to-do list, go-to chauffeur and caretaker for his favorite sidekick (a.k.a. his nephew), and the family’s unofficial event planner who somehow keeps everyone together without a clipboard.” The McCook Philanthropy Council recognizes a volunteer every month who is doing good work in McCook and Red Willow County. If there is a volunteer in the community who should be recognized, please contact the McCook Chamber of Commerce at 308-345-3200 or visit McCook Volunteers on the McCook Community Foundation Fund’s website, mccookfoundation.org to complete a nomination form. The only requirement is that the nominee must be a resident of McCook or Red Willow County but please have information about the nominee along with where and how they volunteer in the community. The volunteer honoree is selected monthly by the McCook Philanthropy Council.
With the holiday's nearing, MCFF member and Mayor Linda Taylor reflects on the many things to be thankful in McCook.
The names of those people who have made a generational impact on McCook and Southwest Nebraska is a long list. Many of them are working day-in, day-out right now to make their mark on the community. And then there are those people who no longer call McCook home but still make an impact long after they are gone. Allen Strunk is one of those people. Allen passed away on Nov. 1 at his home in Las Vegas, Nevada but he never lost the love of his hometown. Born and raised in McCook, Allen was a member of an already well-known family, Harry and Arlene Strunk. The Strunks started and published the McCook Daily Gazette, with the motto, “Service is the rent we pay for the space we occupy in this world.” A saying that was so important that Harry had it etched at the top of his downtown newspaper office on Norris Avenue. That sense of service was passed along to Allen, who continued to serve his community as he took over leadership of the Gazette. I didn’t know Allen personally until he came back for visits years later. Even though my first job upon arriving in McCook was at the McCook Daily Gazette and Allen had turned over the publishing reins to Gene Morris many years prior, the Strunk legacy loomed large. He was instrumental in the building of the then-new YMCA, moving the facility from downtown to its current location next to the McCook High School. He was a key player in the new hospital, again moving from one location to a new expanded space. And McCook Community College benefitted his involvement in an expansion. Those projects continue to impact McCook today. And the support didn’t stop just because Allen retired from the Gazette and left McCook. There are programs the Strunks are involved in that benefit McCook and Southwest Nebraska. The Strunks continue to support Santa Claus Lane, which is overseen by the McCook Chamber of Commerce. And which after a few years of decline is seeing a resurgence of enthusiasm and nostalgia for the decorative holiday pieces lining Norris Avenue. Allen funds the annual McCook Area Outstanding Teacher award, which provides a financial prize to several teachers every year. And Allen recognized the work of the McCook Community Foundation Fund, providing a donation several years ago so that he could see its impact while he was still alive. This has led MCFF to consider how they will recognize and remember Allen for years to come. Because of his belief in service to his community, this could mean more recognition for the countless volunteers who keep our community thriving. It could be a day of community service, to see how many people can come together to make something happen. It could be a celebration for all the great things happening in our community. During Allen’s memorial service this past week in McCook, his step-daughter-in-law read the poem, “The Dash" by Linda Ellis, who published it in 1996. It reflects on the meaning of the dash between the birth and death dates on a tombstone. The dash is a reminder of everything that happens between the moment a person is born and the moment a person dies. The dash emphasizes the importance of how one lives their life during that time. The dash prompts a person to think about living, rather than worrying about dying. Ultimately, the dash is where all the good - and the bad - happens. And Allen Strunk made the most of his “dash,” both in his community and within his family. We can’t all run a newspaper. We likely aren’t going to etch our favorite saying into a building. But we all need to consider how we are paying the “rent for the space we occupy in this world.” And we can all make a difference in our hometowns, whether we currently live in them or even if we haven’t stepped foot on the main street in years.
Everyone feels a need to be needed and it is shown through the Big Give and Meal Kit Giveaways
SWNE Big Give reaches new heights thanks to enthusiasm of organizations, individuals and businesses
Food pantries are seeing an increased need, which means the community must step up with donations of food and time to help those who struggle to put food on the table.
