"Sunrise, sunset, quickly fly the years"
is my latest published
Voices Guest Commentary
in the print & digital
Champaign-Urbana News-Gazette
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Saturday October 10, 2026.
I welcome your comments.
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"Sunrise, sunset, quickly fly the years"
is my latest published
Voices Guest Commentary
in the print & digital
Champaign-Urbana News-Gazette
www.news-gazette.com
Saturday October 10, 2026.
I welcome your comments.
"Marvelous Maine"
is my latest published travel article
in the print edition page A-12 of
Prime Life Times
October, 2026.
I welcome your comments.
Different, yet the same!
By Debra L. Karplus
Recently, on a roundtrip Amtrak trip to California, we
splurged, enjoying the first class treatment for roomettes passengers. Roomettes are compact, no bigger than the
interior of my Honda Fit; we each bought our own, especially since neither of us
opted to sleep in the upper bunk.
Taking the train cross-country is slow, taking a few days,
considerably slower than flying, and though coach seats on Amtrak are a
bargain, sleeper car accommodations on Amtrak are pricey, adding over $1500 for
round-trip.
But that extra price includes meals, five or six going each
direction. It’s beyond my comprehension
how a tiny kitchen on a train on the lower level of the dining car, with only
two cooks can produce some amazing meals, ample portions, nutritious, and
beautifully displayed including entrees such as Atlantic salmon, with side
dishes like quinoa and edamame. You
won’t be disappointed with mealtime on the train!
Amtrak’s very efficient with the onboard dining
experience. Community dining is what you
can expect on their long-distance trains.
Not being particularly social, and not looking for friendships with
random train passengers, I was initially somewhat uncomfortable by the concept
of community dining. All Amtrak meal
seating is at tables for four people; if you arrive as a single or couple you’re
seated with strangers, to fill the seats.
If you’re a group larger than four, maybe a family with several kids,
they split you up so you’re still at a table for four.
Admittedly, I’m somewhat shallow, my world is rather
small. Most of the people I interact
with here at home are demographically just like me, similar age, race,
education level not unlike mine, share my politics and have backgrounds more or
less like mine. That was never a choice,
that’s just how life has played out. So the idea of being thrown together with
strangers over breakfast, lunch, or dinner on a train was well out of my
comfort zone.
For our first meal headed west, we were seated with a couple
who were Amish. Their appearance sets
them apart from people like me garbed in Goodwill-style apparel. It occurred to me that I’d never really
interacted with an Amish person except when I’ve shopped at Beachy’s in Arthur or
been at the Savoy Farmer’s Market on Wednesday or Saturday morning.
Though we never exchanged names, we weren’t at a loss for
discussion topics. These people were
much taller than me, as are most people, and claimed the roomette was quite
comfortable for two and claimed they slept well. They were travelling with various family
members, who just hadn’t crawled out of bed yet for the early breakfast. They told us that they were coming from Pennsylvania;
their grandson who was onboard was celebrating his birthday. Near the end of the meal, a round of “Happy
Birthday” came over the speaker for all passengers to hear while singing along.
We shared one meal with someone who had recently adopted a
vegan diet; they were quite pleased with Amtrak’s vegan options at each meal.
Another dining companion was an EMT turned bus driver.
We dined with a truck driver who loved his work and divulged
details of driving a big rig.
We also dined with a veterinarian.
There was a couple of newlyweds, middle-aged, at one of the
shared meals.
Especially interesting was the urban planner; he did most of
the talking at that meal, which was informative. He was with his stunning very young wife, I
assumed. During the meal we learned she
was his daughter. Glad I didn’t put my
foot in my mouth on that!
One of the few meal pals who actually told us his name was
Jim, a bookkeeper, also very engaging.
Coincidentally, there was one couple who was on both our
westbound and eastbound journeys. We
chatted with them briefly in the Los Angeles Metropolitan lounge while waiting
to board the Southwest Chief. We learned
from other passengers, he had fourth stage cancer and this was to be the last
of their many long train trips. I was
disappointed to not have been seated with them for any of our twelve meals.
Divisive. It’s a word
that’s used way too often these days. I looked
it up to confirm that yes, it means “splits people into opposing groups.” But community dining on the train is a
fantastic way to appreciate how alike we all really are. Community dining provides the opportunity to
open our minds and our hearts to people unlike ourselves.
"Who are your five people?"
is my latest published (print & digital) article
in the
Chanpaign-Urbana News-Gazette
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Voices Guest Commentary
Saturday September 12, 2026.
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"Empowered by wheels of good fortune"
is my latest published article in the
print & digital
Champaign-Urbana News-Gazette
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Saturday August 8, 2026
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"Under the spell of bells"
is my latest published article in the
print & digital
Champaign-Urbana News-Gazette
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Saturday July 18, 2026
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"What's the dirt on saving planet earth?"
is my latest published article
digital & print in the
Champaign-Urbana News-Gazette
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Voices Guest Commentary
Saturday June 13, 2026.
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Long awaited 4th in the Robotastic series
Children's author Sari Karplus
presents
Robotastic! Summer of Screens
Available on amazon..com and other sources.
Enchanting book aimed for children ages 3-8
available in paper or hard cover May 28. 2026
"Kudos to our city workers"
is my latest published article in the
print & digital
Champaign-Urbana News-Gazette
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Voices Guest Commentary
Saturday May 2, 2026.
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"Awestruck by the food truck"
is my latest published
Voices Guest Commentary
in the print & digital
Saturday March 21, 2026
Champaign-Urbana News-Gazette
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"The great tech makeover"
is my latest published article in the
Champaign-Urbana News-Gazette
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Saturday February 21, 2026
in the print & digital
Voices Guest Commentary.
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"Inviting Indianapolis"
is my latest published article in the
February 2026 print edition, page A-13, of
Prime Life Times.
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"A Frank discussion"
is my latest published article
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of the Voices Guest Commentary
Champaign-Urbana News-Gazette
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Saturday January 17, 2026.
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Another year gone by … another holiday letter
By Debra L. Karplus
It’s now signed, sealed, and delivered. I’m referring to my latest holiday
letter. I emailed it to a couple dozen
or so family members and out-of-town friends who presumably want to hear the
family news and what I’ve been up to. If
not, then, they can hit their “delete” key.
I want to believe that my recent “dear family and friends”
letter, like my previous letters, is more about telling and less about
bragging, but sometimes it’s difficult to sort that out.
Overall, I’d say it was a mostly good year. I wrote about some of the visitors I had who
arrived by car, train, Uber, bus, or plane.
My brother and wife came for a day and it was lovely. My son came with one of his three sons, all
the way from Utrecht, just outside Amsterdam. That was super special.
I wrote about not one but two visits from my Southern
California daughter; one visit was with her husband and three children. She’s a children’s author and came for a book
tour here in Champaign-Urbana. Their
trip coincided with my birthday. Wonderful
visit. Her other visit was solo to
attend a weekend of events for her University High School 30 year reunion. How blessed I am that family members were
willing to travel off the beaten track to get to Champaign-Urbana and see me
and some of the amazing sites and restaurants C-U has to offer.
Soon after my letter went out I received a few from recipients. One told me about his new pacemaker that was
just inserted because his doctors discovered that though he doesn’t have sleep
apnea his heart sometimes just stops. He also has some form of “man
cancer”. Another friend quickly
responded to my holiday letter with details of the bad leak in her house that required
her and her husband to temporarily move out of their home while repairs were
occurring and also that her sister-in-law, a non-smoker, has tongue
cancer. Frankly, I’d never heard of that. Perhaps that’s why the dentist and
periodontist check my tongue at each visit!
This got me wondering if my holiday letter possibly wasn’t
honest enough because my relatively good year included some darkness. A dear friend’s 70-something husband who I
knew well, died of pancreatic cancer after a brave 2 year fight, during the
summer. And I frequently hear about
other same-aged friends who have a variety of unpleasant illnesses. When in one’s seventies, it’s tough watching
the impact of the aging process on peers, many of whom take excellent care of
themselves.
A close family member in her 40s was diagnosed with CML,
chronic myeloid leukemia. It’s rare and
neither genetic nor lifestyle-related. The
medications which are essentially chemotherapy in a pill can cause icky side
effects, such as nausea and skin issues.
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar has CML and is a national spokesperson for it. He’s looking rather healthy and fit these
days so that’s great inspiration for others with CML. When managed, people with CML can live a long
healthy life. Much money is going toward
research toward cures for diseases like CML.
Two relatives lost their seemingly secure jobs. One is nearing retirement age, and though not
ready to retire, found himself dumped from his long time job working in New
York for a major broadcasting network; he’s opted to take a lower-paid job with
their new management. Another family
member who has a new PhD, a new bride, and a home became a victim of government
worker cutbacks and was furloughed. I’m not sure what his “Plan B” is.
I did have a visitor here for a few nights who was less than
the ideal houseguest. I’ll spare you the
details and will save them for some future commentary about rudeness.
Thank goodness for the Eastern Illinois Foodbank. I’m pleased to give them some money annually. No one needs to give me any pat on the back. I’m able to eat anything I want, but many,
because of circumstances simply can’t.
There are many deniers of climate change, but look at all
the crazy, scary weather disasters in the US and other places.
And the political divide in this country? Well don’t even get me started because
friends know I refuse to talk politics with ANYONE!
When it comes to holiday letters, I’m more of the Reader’s Digest kind of person. I just want to write the positive, feel good
stories. Save the drama of the National Inquirer for some other writer!