Everyone living in Cumberland County is a Cumberland County resident. They pay county taxes. If their children attend public schools, they attend county schools.

Last week, the community gathered three evenings in a row to celebrate the Class of 2021.

The weather is always a popular topic of conversation, especially in spring.

Millions of people lost a friend they’d had since childhood last week.

I got my first COVID-19 vaccine shot last week.

Let me preface this by saying if 2020 was a road trip, this would be it.

Depending on when you’re reading this, we have just a little over 72 hours to go before we can bid 2020 adieu.

Last week, the Chronicle staff were busy in their role as Santa's Helpers.

I’m trying to get a head start on the holidays.

The heart of this community never ceases to amaze me.

I’m sure no one would claim 2020 was the best year ever. There’s talk of turning it into a swear word in the future, as it’s felt like one disaster after another.

What a long week and two days it has been.

Friday night as I sat down to dinner, my phone rang.

Fall may be my favorite season. 

It’s fine.

Lots of folks in the county were being productive back during the pandemic. That time at home offered the chance to tackle all sorts of Honey-Do chores and the things that seem to always be put off until another day.

My parents were pretty strict when I was growing up. They made sure I said please and thank you, that I didn’t interrupt others and that I said “yes, ma’am” and “yes, sir.” 

We’re halfway through the month of September, and I’m happy to say I’m a little over halfway to my goal in the 2020 Hiking Marathon.

I am at the point in my life when I do a lot of reflecting. 

I’ve been on a mission the past couple of weeks to track down canning supplies.

It was 20 years ago this week that I stepped into the Crossville Chronicle office for the first time.

To some, dandelion is just a weed, considered to be an invasive nuisance. She is uninvited.