When Congress is not in session, I am meeting with constituents across the Third District. I always enjoy visiting communities and meeting with Nebraskans where they are, on the front lines of our economy.
Apparently, there is more than one way to make a fruit salad. Frankly, while it seems like a logical conclusion, it is something that I hadn’t really ever thought about.
For the second time this week, while proofreading the pages of one of our newspapers, I was reminded of a more unique Easter tradition that my cousins and I participated in. A tradition that, back in the day, left our pockets jingling.
Growing up in Gering, I learned early on that commitment is key. Reputation and relationships are built by keeping one’s commitments. This principle has guided me throughout my life and continues to shape my work in Congress today.
When it comes to knowing about the weather, I know very little besides what I observe when I walk out the door each day. Too hot, too cold, it doesn’t really matter.
Over the past week, smoke has filled the skies across central and western Nebraska as wildfires have torn through more than 826,000 acres—destroying homes, infrastructure, and forcing families to evacuate with little notice.
From a young age, I have been fortunate enough to have a community of people who encouraged me to take risks, explore new ideas, and pursue every opportunity available. Their support helped shape my path and opened doors I never could have imagined.
Back when I was a whole lot younger, and quite a bit dumber, while covering the state wrestling tournament in Omaha, I decided one night during the event to go out on the town with some friends.