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I’m already anxious about the outcome.

My 23-month-old Labrador, Thurber, makes me laugh out loud at least five times every day.

Elouise Cobell Day will be celebrated on Nov. 5 in Montana, but many people in the West may not recognize her name.

There is a lot of information to share this month with the General Election fast approaching concerning mail ballots and early voting.

When I was a kid, I’d sometimes cover my eyes or ears during scary movies. I did it again earlier this week, for as long as I could bear it.

I just called our realtor.

I’m proud of my son Gideon for doing his civic duty and casting a vote for the first time.

It’s a question worth asking in these nutty times: how old is too old to trick-or-treat?

Scammers don’t hibernate in the winter. Just like you, they’re watching the weather reports and preparing for storms – and they’re counting on catching you unawares.

James Carville once quipped: “It’s the economy, stupid.”

Every state in the West has some type of law declaring that its waters belong to the public.

Perhaps it’s partly because my mother owns a huge antique desk from Milky Way Farm (the former estate of Franklin C. Mars, founder of Mars Candies), but I pay keen attention to the annual flurry of “filler” news items about Halloween candy.

This week I dug up an amazing – and scary – radio commentary my father delivered on Sept. 1, 1976.

It was one of the most awesome experiences of my childhood.

I’ve experienced a lifelong identity crisis, of sorts, because of my name (or names), and I’ve actually kind of enjoyed it – most of the time.

Each year advocates, survivors and supporters recognize October as National Domestic Violence Awareness Month.

There is a definite “whistling past the graveyard” vibe in the air surrounding the Nov. 8 Congressional midterm election.

It’s a common story: Candace McNatt of Durango, in southern Colorado, kept losing bidding wars to buy a house. She finally settled on a tiny home of just 350 square feet.

Be skeptical of products or services that promise drastic savings. Search online for the company or product name with words like “scam” or “complaint.”

Gosh, I hate debt.

I know it’s a stretch, a false analogy.

Not many seniors can forget those actors and models that depicted handsome cowboys sitting on their mighty steeds or sitting around a campfire “pitching” cigarettes in TV commercials, roadside billboards and magazine ads.

“Were you raised in a barn?”

Step away from Twitter. Stop doom-scrolling.

The story of a Montana woman who recently killed and skinned a domestic dog, then proudly posted photos on her social media pages, has sparked a flood of public outrage.