Ethan, my three-year-old, was riding his Strider bike through Nana's house when Ellen and I walked in. At Nana's house, pretty much anything goes, so it felt like we had stepped into a three-ring circus. Within seconds, Ethan jumped off his bike to wrestle with his brothers because Isaac or Evan had dared to touch one of "his" toys. Typically, Isaac and Ethan are the ones who clash the most. But lately, Evan has started standing up for himself. At just 17 months old, he can't talk yet, but...

Sometimes a different perspective helps you appreciate what you have. “Dad, do you have to stop and talk to everyone?” That was the question Isaiah and Isaac asked me while we were walking through the fair. Truthfully, one of my favorite parts of our county fair is catching up with people I haven't seen in a while. I enjoy hearing how life is going, seeing how much their kids have grown, and reconnecting with friends old and new. It's also a great place to meet people and build new...

Oscar the owl—Wellsville’s wise (and occasionally blunt) preacher—tilted his head as he lay on the adjustment table. “What are you so scared of?” he asked, a hint of mockery in his voice. Dr. Bottom, the town’s trusted chiropractor—and an orangutan with a heart for helping people—froze mid-adjustment. The question hit him out of nowhere. Just seconds ago, they had been talking about Bubba Blue and the incredible results others were experiencing through chiropractic care. Dr. Bottom blinked,...