I Think We Can

Recently, I’ve been reading The Little Engine That Could with my young daughter. Like many children’s books, it contains lessons that are just as relevant for adults as they are for children.Most people remember the famous phrase, “I think I can. I think I can.”

Meet the intern

Dear readers, I am Caleson Coon and the summer 2026 intern for Cimarron Valley Communications.

Every community has its favorites

The restaurant where the waitress knows your order before you sit down. The mechanic who always finds time to squeeze you in. The teacher who changed a student's life.

Honoring those who have paid the ultimate price

Generally Speaking Each May we observe Memorial Day to honor the men and women who gave all in defense of our freedom. As Americans, we know that freedom is not free.

Adventures with Allie

There are people in this world who love loudly, and there are people who love steadily.

The Pros and Cons of a Minimum Wage Increase for Oklahomans

Voters will decide State Question 832, the minimum wage increase, on June 16.

Why Investors Should Watch Inflation and Stock Valuations Right Now

My college-aged son called me upset a few weeks ago. The water pump went out and the head gasket blew on the car he bought himself. He said he saw the temperature gauge go up, and he pulled over as fast as he could, but it was too late; his engine was ruined.

Adventures with Allie

There are some mottos that feel less like slogans and more like sacred instructions handed down through generations. Tiny philosophical lanterns lighting the path of human existence.“I hear. I see. I learn.”Honestly? That’s the kind of motto everyone needs.Think about it.

Importance of informing voters

In every election cycle, there are candidates who understand that running for office is about more than putting a name on a ballot. It is about communicating with the public, respecting voters’ time, and recognizing that informed citizens select better leaders and make stronger communities.

My ducks are not in a row

At this point I'm pretty sure my ducks have migrated for the winter leaving behind no forwarding address, no postcard with a “wish you were here” lie, and no courtesy goodbye quack.