By Ken Lass Forty-seven years of marriage. That’s forty-seven Valentine Days. A lot of times to think of creative ways to express your love for that special person. I started running o... Read more
By Ken Lass You glance up at the clock and realize it’s 5 pm on a weekday night. Time to get your child/grandchild dressed, gather up the equipment, and head to the Trussville sports p... Read more
By Ken Lass It is Sunday morning. Sharon and I are in church, taking our monthly turn working at the coffee bar. I have come to the conclusion that Christians drink entirely too much coffee,... Read more
By Ken Lass The Christmas season means many different things to different people. The birthday of Jesus, Santa Claus, presents under the tree. In the days of my childhood, back in the 1950s,... Read more
By Ken Lass We make the right turn off Trussville Clay Road into the Trussville Civic Center parking lot. It is 9:15 on a Friday morning, and the lot is packed. Cars are circling the perimet... Read more
By Ken Lass There is an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation, which is titled “The Inner Light.” The starship Enterprise encounters a high-tech time capsule floating randoml... Read more
By Ken Lass On my daily walks along the Trussville greenway and Civitan Park, I pass by the construction site for the new memorial to the city’s fallen veterans. As another Veterans Da... Read more
By Ken Lass Are you in fear of losing touch with pop culture? I have a name for that. I call it hipophobia. I made it up. It’s not rational, I know, but for some strange reason, many f... Read more
By Ken Lass I noticed where the Trussville Entertainment District recently featured a band called the “Music City Stones,” a tribute band for the Rolling Stones. Among the other... Read more
By Ken Lass It has become impossible to live in Trussville and not be affected by the trains. They rumble and rattle through the city twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. Sooner or la... Read more