The promise made by Memorex was simple – the illusion was real. Artificial intelligence (AI) makes a similar promise – replicating writing, tone, voice and putting words together so that readers may not know for sure whether a piece was crafted by a human or by AI.

That 1990 Cheyenne Fleetside pickup isn’t just a truck, it's my dad's truck.

Like every first weekend in May for 44 years, the Yellowstone Flint and Cap Club celebrated its anniversary by reenacting Wisconsin’s rich culture as it was before 1840 with the use of tent lodges and teepees. The Bloody Lake Rendezvous took place at Black Hawk Memorial Park, located a few miles northwest of Woodford, Wisconsin.

By the time you get this issue, a new administration will be in office – or back in office, as is the case with Donald Trump’s return to Washington, D.C. But the new standard is expected to be like the old, meaning a bold return to the days of protectionism.

I haven't always been big on January. Thirty-one days in the middle of icy weather with more dark hours than light, January isn’t exactly the most hospitable month for personal growth.

I was destined to love Christmas. With the name “Joy,” how could I not? For so much of my life, I believed that the reason I loved Christmas was some delicate balance of gifts and decor, and the wide variety of sweet treats, but as an adult, I see there’s so much more.

Reading is one of my favorite pastimes. It has been my entire life. I think my love for writing really derived from my love for reading. Reading a good story makes it so easy to appreciate well-constructed words. How those words bring to life characters and add color and light to a subject is truly the mark of a good story for me and ultimately what determines a story worth my time.