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by Mary Frances Hansen As we start a new year...2026, I want to thank all my readers who took the time to read my articles and for the compliments I received. I try and write articles that will inspire and motivate one another. We are to lift each other up and make everyone feel important and valued. Life is a gift from God. He has given each of us talents, and He gave me the gifts of Helps and Service. I am my happiest when I am extending my hand to help another person. As

by Stacy Allyn Dominguez Broadway! Just hearing the word conjures up images of timeless music, amazing dancing and the actors and actresses that brought great stories to life on stage. The Spectacular Follies is bringing back these golden memories in our tribute to the Great White Way when we present “Curtain Up! The Best of Broadway”. Broadway's history spans from 18th-century plays to modern musicals, evolving from Vaudeville/operetta roots in 1866, moving to Times Square i

by Karen Gibson, Denton County Master Gardener Association Now that the holiday season is behind us, there’s some time to focus on our garden tools. There’s a possibility that Santa brought you some great tools that we suggested in our Gift guide in the December issue. In any event, your tools need proper care to last through many gardening seasons. Winter is the perfect time for garden tool preventative maintenance. This includes cleaning and sanitizing tools, sharpening bl

by Mary Frances Hansen Mirror, Mirror on the wall who is the fairest of them all?? None other than our “shinning star,” who is a former Ms. Texas Senior America 2025, and now is the reigning Ms. Senior America 20266, DeeAnne Meece. What a privilege to interview such a talented and outstanding lady who touches many lives with her charm and abounding love for others. DeeAnne exemplifies the “positive image of aging” and her goal is to enrich and empower the lives of senior wom

By Patty Clark I was one of those kids who couldn’t wait to grow up. Now, at seventy-three, I’m hanging on for dear life. I should be writing a book What to expect umpteen years after expecting. I expect my glasses to be everywhere but my face. I expect to say “I’m fine” when clearly, I’m not fine, but fine enough. Though my furniture no longer bares scars, SpaghettiOs aren’t in my heater vents, and I no longer require approval, logic, or breathable fabrics. I made a mindful,