My turn: Don’t let life bring you down

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Last week felt like a real case of the Mondays, so this past weekend I felt like the universe was shifting its balance, and hopefully in my favor. Now the key to a smooth flow at work or home is organization. But that’s kind of why I love the news business, you can only prepare […]

Outgoing Cannon commander praised for ushering in new era

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By Argen Duncan: PNT senior writer Cannon Air Force Base has saluted its new commander. Outgoing commander Col. Timothy J. Leahy formally handed the reins to new commander Col. Stephen A. Clark during a ceremony Wednesday morning at the base. Leahy also received the Legion of Merit award for his work as commander of the […]

Financial advice found in guide

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By Eric Butler: Freedom New Mexico At the end of a long, distinguished career in the military, those in the service are practically experts on how to make a smooth transition in moving across country or even to other countries. But what about those just starting out? Those in need of handy moving tips, whether […]

Digging for gold didn’t make us rich

By Bob Huber: PNT Columnist When I was a kid, schools shut down each June to give enterprising students a chance to get rich. Taking into account the prevailing economy at the time — a nickel bought a Coke which included a two-cent rebate for the bottle, if you could find a nickel — whenever […]

April fools are made every year

By Bob Huber Today’s topic is April Fools’ Day Hangovers and how to live through them. When I was a kid, the second day of April was a time of thanksgiving, a moment when youngsters across the land turned their eyes skyward and gave tearful thanks for surviving another year of April Fools’ pranks. Everyone […]

Young Huber desires style, flamboyance in his car

Bob Huber: Local Columnist When I was 20, I didn’t know the meaning of the word “panache,” but I went looking for it anyway. As far as I knew, it meant class with flair. Certain movie stars had it — Tyrone Power and Douglas Fairbanks Jr. — and so did roosters in my mother’s chicken […]

Father knew how to fly

Bob Huber: Local Columnist Dad always used holidays and birthday celebrations as an excuse to climb into his cups. One time I even heard him give a toast, “Here’s to the groundhog, God bless him.”  Hardly a 24-hour period went by without Dad recognizing some festivity or other. Dad favored that condition until one winter’s […]

One last Halloween adventure for the boys

Bob Huber: Local Columnist When I was a kid, Halloween was the high-water mark on the calendar of my life. Oh sure, I fiddled with Christmas to please parents, but Halloween allowed me to shake down neighbors, tip over outhouses, and remain anonymous. Oh, it was a wonderful time. Costumes were no big problem. They […]

Adventures with rattlesnakes will never be forgotten

By Bob Huber My first encounter with a bona fide rattlesnake left me with a lethal dose of ophidiophobia (Greek for fear of ophidios) complicated by lingering runny nose. It took place while I was on a pack-in fishing trip in the Colorado Rockies. I was there because in those days a group of young […]

Holiday means freedom … from eyebrows

By Bob Huber When Independence Day — the holiday, not the movie — rolls into town each year on a Wal-Mart truck, I always remember the launching of America’s first intercontinental ballistic missile. That singular event established once and for all that children should never play with matches. It began one summer when my friend […]

Every summer brings back memory

By Bob Huber Then came the summer of 1943, and my friend Smooth Heine and I put together a genuine automobile on a budget of $3.67 — our life’s savings. We named it Clarence. It was also the summer of our discontent, because we’d just begun to feel the first evil pangs of testosterone. We […]

We were upstaged by a master prankster

By Bob Huber: PNT columnist When I was a kid, April Fools’ Day lasted all month. It was unwritten law in those days that guys got to seek revenge for tricks played on them. To limit that activity to only one day was blatantly unfair. (That edict always ceased at midnight, April 30, which was […]

Be careful who you trick and/or treat

By Bob Huber When I was a kid, the joy of Halloween ranked second only to Christmas. It was that wonderful night of the year when we could be ghosts, goblins, and other evil things, and at the same time extort candy and tear down our neighbors’ mail boxes. Of course, in those days costumes […]

Summer the perfect time for not-so-smart ideas

By Bob Huber Childhood friends tell me I once had tangled curly hair and a perpetual runny nose, and I ran around all summer in frayed overalls and Tenner shoes, the latter being the invention of that friend of all boys, Mr. Tenner. But in spite of my appearance, those were exotic times, like the […]

Old Thunder wasn’t the greatest gift after all

By Bob Huber In case you haven’t noticed, this is that wonderful time of year when we celebrate Father’s Day. (Pause here for drum roll.) Warning: No matter that your daughter gave you a bolo tie with a Girl Scout emblem on it, or that your son gave you a birthstone ring made of cement, […]

Snipe hunting only needs to be enjoyed once

By Bob Huber If you’re thinking about a final spring adventure before the advent of summer reruns, zealots of the great outdoors will be happy to introduce you to snipe hunting. You probably deserve it. Snipe hunting is a traditional American exploit, ranked high on the all-time list of Things You Do Only Once in […]

Anyone can grow up to be a super hero

Bob Huber When I was a kid, Don Winslow of the Coast Guard was a big matinee kahuna. His Hollywood adventures led every red-blooded American boy to believe that anyone could grow up to be a super hero. And if he didn’t grow up, he could be a president. There was one particular episode that […]

Watch out for Old Man Clonch this holiday season

Bib Huber (Christmas carols playing.) Ah the holidays, that time of year for fireplaces and hot spiced cider, the sounds of crinkling wrapping paper and children squealing, and, of course — THE CURSE OF OLD MAN CLONCH! (Carols segue to ominous music.) When I was a kid, it was tough being bad during the holidays, […]

In a child’s adventure, dad ends up the hero

Bob Huber When Big War II broke out, every red-blooded American kid who believed in baseball, cowboys, and the American Way shouldered his Red Ryder BB gun in the relentless struggle against tyranny. The scenario involved the building of small forts hither and yon in the Colorado foothills so enemies of the free world could […]

Summer adventures are coming to an end

Bob Huber When I was a kid, the end of July was a time of the jitters. Summer was waning, and already I could hear the forlorn tolling of school bells. I mentioned that fact to my friend Smooth Heine one morning as we smoked grape leaves in snakeweed pipes behind his father’s barn. “It […]