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I am a veteran who has been living in Wichita for five years, and I want to say something about the fine service and treatment I have received from the doctors, nurses, and staff of the Robert J. Dole VA Medical Center. They are capable and kind.
My high school classmate and best friend spent his second consecutive Thanksgiving in the mountains and valleys of Afghanistan. During this holiday season, don’t forget the troops.
The YMCA is the jewel in Wichita’s crown.
Are speed-limit signs stating the minimum or maximum? Hard to tell lately.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as the stranger’s generosity on Rock Road one cold evening when my daughter, grandson and I ran out of gas. He put gas in our car, refusing money for it.
I would like to say “thank you” to the person who helped out my sister with a unexpected tire and wheel expense. This came at a bad time in her life, when she was dealing with several emotional family tragedies. There are still good and kind people in this world.
Every December, ads for Chia Pets and star naming suddenly appear. What happens to these items the rest of the year?
Christmas is such a blessed time of year, and yet we witness some folks trying to ruin it by dictating how others talk about it. People who are busy declaring there’s such a thing as a war on Christmas have no idea what it’s about.
Christmas is the celebration of Christ’s birth. Period. If you do not believe this, what’s the point of celebrating Christmas? You can buy gifts and be with family anytime you want. It seems kind of pointless to wait until Dec. 25 to go all crazy and celebrate nothing.
The only thing I want for Christmas is for it to be over.
If we are lucky enough to have a white Christmas, I want to thank the workers who will be there to clean our streets, along with the doctors and nurses in our hospitals, our firefighters in their firehouses and the police officers on their beats. Merry Christmas and thank you to all of them.
A huge “thank you” to a couple of angels who bought our breakfast at the Riverside Cafe Dec. 11. A great surprise. We will do the same for someone else as a Christmas surprise.
Thank you to the individual who not only found my identification cards (fell out of my bicycling shirt) but looked up the address and mailed them to me. It meant as much to me as the holiday cards we receive this time of year. There was no return address, but I plan to pay it forward. Your action defines integrity.
To the person who found my billfold at Hobby Lobby: Thanks for returning it to me. Merry Christmas.