DEAR HARRIETTE: My 7-year-old daughter’s hamster died last night, and my husband wanted to go buy a new one that looked exactly like her old one so she wouldn’t notice that he had died. I said that this is a ridiculous idea; our daughter needs to learn how to deal with situations in life that make her sad. We ended up arguing about it because he thinks she’s too young to handle grief, while I believe shielding her from it will make things harder in the long run.
Dear Editor, During the week of Fe. 15-22, my husband and I stayed at the Hampton Inn here in Clinton.
DEAR HARRIETTE: I’ve always admired public speakers. I have a desire to sit on a panel and share my thoughts, but a part of me struggles with courage, and another part of me questions the authenticity of this desire. Is it OK to aspire to be a speaker, or is that a role that should be granted to someone based on their professional or academic experiences?
SPILLVILLE, Iowa – Here, the fields of corn and soybeans go on forever, and here the road into town makes incongruous turns in a territory whose byways are defined by 90-degree angles. Here, in the mere course of a magical summer 132 years ago, a community, a composer and classical music were transformed.