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A few years ago, doom-scrolling through Twitter while still in bed one morning, an image popped onto the screen showing an obvious typo on the front of The Daily Item. It wasn’t a normal typo, but a big, giant one in a font that signals the day’s most important story. The typo also “swapped”…

The last school day before Christmas, just after 9 a.m., the phone buzzed with a text message from the teenaged daughter. These messages nearly always have the same refrain: Can you get me food?

Not a huge connoisseur of podcasts, but there are a handful that pop up on the phone on a somewhat regular basis. One of them, The New York Times’ The Daily almost perfectly fits into the commute home, so I’ll listen at least a few times a week.

In a little more than two weeks, because of my address, I get to head back to the polls. Voters in all or part of five counties — including Montour, Northumberland and Snyder — will kick off another vital election year with the first of what could be four trips to the ballot box this year.

Strolling through social media in a rare down moment last week, I stumbled upon a political cartoon that made me laugh. And almost cry because it was so accurate.

Apparently, there is some science behind the feels we have during the holidays. Maybe it’s an anticipation of seeing the reaction of a loved one or friend upon opening a gift, but we know the tingle is there.

Over the past few months, some gaps in coverage have forced me back into a previous life of covering sports on a semi-regular basis. Most Friday nights in the fall, a few soccer postseason games here and there and then a trip to Hershey last Saturday to take pictures at the PIAA cross-countr…

Ten days ago, on a cold, rainy night clearly signaling the end of summer, I arrived early at Milton’s Alumni Field, about 30 minutes ahead of the scheduled girls soccer game.

Like a lot of people, I often fall down the social media rabbit hole, somehow pulling myself out of that cesspool an hour later in need of a shower.

According to some study that landed in the inbox last week, the average person could save up to $12,000 a year working remotely from home.

Frankly, it’s exhausting trying to track all of the stupid things I am supposed to be mad about. Fortunately, social media is out there to alert me and others wandering the desert about the latest “woke” rage of the day.

Like many people, it feels like I spend more time on email than necessary. Part of the reason is that so many Daily Item addresses are forwarded to me, including those to letters@dailyitem.com and a few staffers who have retired.

Those who know me well know one of my worst habits is that I quickly lose patience with people who lack self-awareness. It is something that raises the blood pressure almost immediately, followed by a significant jaw clench.

This space a few weeks ago was filled with a commentary about how people stories are the best stories. And the best way for those people stories to reach The Daily Item’s dedicated audience is by someone telling us about them.

A week ago today, we stood in a dimly lit room that offered an escape from the oppressive humidity outside. There were probably four dozen of us, elbowing our ways in for a better look.

Growing up in this region, it was a somewhat regular occurrence to hear stories about Hurricane Agnes. Heavy rains came or a storm stayed around for days, and residents of a certain age got a little jumpy.

As a youngin’ in this business, someone a lot smarter than me (a long list, mind you) said that no matter what you’re writing about, there is always a people story to tell.

A week ago today, we stood in a dimly lit room that offered an escape from the oppressive humidity outside. There were probably four dozen of us, elbowing our ways in for a better look.

Growing up in this region, it was a somewhat regular occurrence to hear stories about Hurricane Agnes. Heavy rains came or a storm stayed around for days, and residents of a certain age got a little jumpy.

As a youngin’ in this business, someone a lot smarter than me (a long list, mind you) said that no matter what you’re writing about, there is always a people story to tell.