Measuring Prosperity Jarrod E. Stephens The Ashland Beacon   Within just a few days of the publication of this article, the year 2025 will only be a memory. 365 ¼ days of sunrises and sunsets and innumerable events that helped to shape every one of us will have come and gone without us asking it to come or go. Some of the days will never be remembered because they were dull or uneventful while others will stand out for the rest of our lives as either being tragic or wonderfu

Deceased Lora Parsons The Ashland Beacon   I recognize as I begin typing my thoughts about this word that this isn’t exactly the type of word we might want to really be contemplating.  There’s something kind of harsh about thinking about it, maybe even insensitive.  I certainly don’t mean it to be either of those!  If you’ve lost a loved one you know the finality of the word, and I pray this honors their memory and offers comfort and hope to their loved ones left behind.   T

The Yellow Tablet Test Loren Hardin The Ashland Beacon                  This is part two of a series about Bill, who enrolled in hospice when he was eighty-nine. Bill retired as the superintendent of the electrical and communications departments at the New Boston steel mill. Bill proclaimed, “I was always big on safety. We used ultrasound to find the dark spots in a piece of steel, drilled them out, and plugged them.” Bill suggested, “God tests us to see what we’re made of to

The Boston Tea Party Jarrod E. Stephens   Now and then I find myself strolling along memory lane and I end up in one of my schoolrooms. Whether it be elementary, middle school or high school, there are certain lessons and classes that always stand out. For me, most history classes were my favorite parts of my school days. Within those classes are accounts and stories that impressed me so much that I never forgot them. One such account was The Boston Tea Party in 1773. At th