By Clint Younts
Last week, my wife and I celebrated our 42nd wedding anniversary. Oh, don’t go congratulating me; I don’t deserve a lot of credit. It was my wife who married a wild-eyed cowboy and tolerated me for over four decades. I suppose she might claim to have domesticated this ol’ polecat along the way, and she might be right. Anyhow, I have 42 years of blissful marriage under my belt and have nary one regret for saying “I do” back in June of 1980. But today’s column isn’t about “I do” but my list of “I don’ts”.
I don’t know what’s so interesting on one’s phone that makes people completely ignore others at the dinner table.









