Don Newbury
Dr. Newbury spent more than 40 years in higher education, including presidencies at Western Texas College in Snyder and Howard Payne University, and was named HPU Chancellor in 1995. He and his wife, Brenda, live in Burleson, TX, where they have lived since semi-retirement began in 2000. He has been a public speaker for more than 60 years and continues to fill engagements throughout the state. His column, begun in 2003, runs in about 200 print and online newspapers, mostly in Texas. During his HPU presidency, enrollment reached an all-time high of some 1,400, and several major buildings were constructed. Their daughters, Jana Penney and Jeanie McDaniel, are HPU alums, as was their oldest daughter, the late Julie Choate. Dr. Newbury, a 1956 graduate of Early High School, holds B.A., M.J. and Ph.D. degrees from HPU, The University of Texas at Austin and University of North Texas, respectively. He also is the recipient of an HPU honorary doctorate. Dr. Newbury has authored several books.
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THE IDLE AMERICAN: A hat that stays put
My aged Uncle Mort admitted the other day that he feels like it’s time for him to re-enter the stock market, and this time, “brimming with confidence.” He swore off trying to out-guess the market
THE IDLE AMERICAN: Another new year
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THE IDLE AMERICAN: Rambos back when
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THE IDLE AMERICAN: Mort’s Football Dilemma
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THE IDLE AMERICAN: Superstitions ‘bunked’
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THE IDLE AMERICAN: A Couple of Good ‘Uns
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THE IDLE AMERICAN: Mostly Miscellany
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THE IDLE AMERICAN: When boredom seems terminal
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