Many of us in Arkansas were blessed with excellent views of the solar eclipse on Monday. No need to fly a "Lear Jet to Nova Scotia to see a total eclipse of th…
It's been two years since I shared my first "pet peeve" column here. Back then I vented about sundry perversities (the root word of peeve from Latin) regarding…
I had promised myself that I was not to be drawn into this Taylor Swift-Travis Kelce relationship nonsense. I was determined not to write about it since it has…
Looking back over the old year just passed, I realize that in 2023 I was fortunate to have celebrated Christmas twice -- recently, of course, on Dec. 25 -- but…
The Bentonville Christmas parade last Saturday was a festive representation of our diverse city and Northwest Arkansas generally. Amid the usual parade affilia…
A milestone in Northwest Arkansas history was noted last week. Twenty-five years ago Northwest Arkansas National Airport, also known by its federal designator …
In what has become known in such a short time as Lecterngate, the term most befitting the furniture piece involved versus Podiumgate, another Arkansas governor…
I motored down Memory Lane last weekend. It was multi-laned.
I returned to Northwest Arkansas late last Sunday from a trip to Raleigh, the beautiful North Carolina state capital of rolling, wooded hills, where my agenda …
Some years ago and well before Alice Walton broke ground on her namesake school of medicine, I attended an informative meeting in the Great Hall at Crystal Bri…
A report released by the Centers for Disease Control late last week contains good news and bad news regarding U.S. birth demographics and population replacemen…
I celebrated my 73rd birthday last week in an unusual way, partly by chance and partly by design. Last year I bought into an unbelievably cheap deal at a Cancu…
Easter was especially meaningful for reasons both far away and very close to home.
I'm flabbergasted! Finally, there's an idea issuing from U.S. Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene's discombobulated brain with which I can agree. Last week, in a modif…
Give our new governor her due. She's carried through on at least one campaign promise Tuesday night, taking on the left-wing Biden agenda before a national TV …
Grace under fire and serendipity were the themes of my holiday season. Christmas was spent with my daughter Laura and family in California's Sonoma wine countr…
My work life often brought me to corporate headquarters in Connecticut and New Jersey. During those years I heard some co-workers there opine that though they …
Two weeks ago, I cast my mid-term election vote early at the Benton County Courthouse Annex in Bentonville. I've voted there in other elections, but in this ca…
Mere weeks from now Donald Trump, in essence, will be elected the next governor of Arkansas.
There's a spot on Northwest A Street in Bentonville where the road dips down into the bike trails and woods halfway between the Bentonville Square and my neigh…
This Saturday afternoon I'll be front row center at the Walton Arts Center for "My Fair Lady," its 2022-23 Broadway season launch. It will be the third time I'…
There are reasons, some of science and others mystical, that music affects our moods and general feelings of well-being or lack thereof. The key to understandi…
On a bright Sunday morning in March I took the new non-stop service from Bentonville to Kansas City for a Big 12 Conference basketball playoff game. No, there …
Today is Maundy Thursday, an important day, yet one overlooked by some during Eastertide. Of course, last Sunday was Palm Sunday celebrating Christ's arrival i…
"Pet peeve" is an odd little term. It comes from Latin meaning "perverse." In my dotage, I find little perversities in daily life are quite peeving. I offer bu…
It is a grand cliché to say Northwest Arkansas has changed over decades. I certainly enjoy the accouterments attached to our status as a world commerce capital…
"Happier days are definitely ahead for you. The struggle has ended."
The reality of our current day is downright complicated.
In late July, mere weeks before schools across the state would open, Dr. Rick Barr, clinical director of Arkansas Children's Hospital, raised concerns about co…
A Facebook friend shared an interesting diversion that promised to identify one's geographic and demographic roots through dialect. I approached with a bit of …
"Ted, are you okay?"
The deadly covid surge and the related, stymied vaccination campaign have me lately thinking of the mid-20th century -- literally in the middle of, not retro k…
My bucket list has a new check mark. After a trip to Alaska last week, I've set foot in all 50 of our great United States.
I recently made a trip to the Louisiana hometown to retrieve my late mother's piano. Neither of my sisters had need for it. Today this striking upright Steinwa…
Some weeks ago I found myself in Belk's Department Store in Rogers when Mother's Day merchandising and signage were in full array.
A recurring question regarding everyday life in these pandemic times has been "When will things get back to normal?" Easter Sunday morning service at my Benton…
The pandemic has inured most of us to tragic circumstances. I say most, because certainly family and friends of those 500,000-plus Americans who have died of c…
Lately I've noticed something odd on errands to Harp's and the post office. Given the growth in the area, it's not surprising. Stopped at any traffic light alo…
There was a need for escape from dire news of ongoing events still unraveling at the nation's capital and a token of grandfatherly duty that overcame me midday…
A death in the family necessitated a road trip through the Delta down to old home territory in Louisiana last week.
In my September column, I offered memories of my southeast Louisiana roots, delving into the rural side of my upbringing north of that “Creole-Caribbean-Medite…
Given the nation's state of affairs from plague to politics, I found it hard to approach the keyboard this month to offer you, dear reader, anything of substan…
Fourth of July celebrations were muted this year — a lose-lose proposition. Those who did venture out for personal fireworks and beach parties risked acquiring…
A quiet birthday delivers the gift of memories.
On a drive home to Bentonville from Texas, evidence of a very different world than what we're used to.
No time like the present to get a new car when the old was says 'no more'
A missed trip to Germany turns into a search for musical memories in the Lone Star State.
Columnist Ted Talley remembers a Christmas presence from his youth in New Orleans.
Columnist Ted Talley reminisces about an opportunity to hear singer-songwriter Don McLean nearly 50 years after a missed concert.
In the aftermath of my daughter's death in May, my son-in-law and I made a practical plan: He and my three granddaughters would live with me in Bentonville. So…
