Columns

It is good to live next door to a doctor. I guess. One day I asked my dad why we never did use him. I had 3 siblings plus my mom was always going to Ada for some malady or other. Well, he said, we just never needed to. He stays busy. Stonewall was lucky to get him Dad went on.

Three years ago, I wrote a column explaining left-right differences on 35 different subjects. Any one or two of them would make for a major political/cultural divide. Thirty-five make the divide unbridgeable.

Coalgate High School held its first Poetry Night on March 11, in the Community Building at the park. Several high school teachers were responsible for organizing this event: Tracey Hickman, Mary Klingler, Jenna Pebworth, and Penny Ward.

“People” sometimes ask me to write more about Allen’s olden history. There was no Allen newspapers in 1834 but according to a Historical Marker about 3.6 miles West of Allen on SHW 1 there was something going on here. A large group of Osage Indians were camped out in those flats.

Dear Editor, I have been a subscriber to the Coalgate Record Register for two years and have just finished reading your article “1955 was a very good year.” I related with the year 1955: Ada is my home town and at the age of seventeen I graduated from Lee Academy in Cleveland TN in 1955.

All decent Americans stand against racism. But if we’re to live as brothers, we must stop indicting all those who share a skin tone for the sins of others. I was nowhere near the intersection of Chicago Avenue and 38th Street when George Floyd tragically lost his life. I wasn’t in Minnesota.

Police have been shot, stabbed, run over, and hit with objects across the country since the death of George Floyd in the custody of Minneapolis Police.

Anti-American protestors disgust me and always have. We have a better life in this country with more opportunities than anywhere on earth and everyone living here should be thankful.

(Note: Being 84 years old has its advantages but not during COVAD-19 shutdown which locked me inside my house for about six weeks, thus limiting my contact with the outside world. Hence, forgive my columns the next few weeks since they will be re-runs from 2016.

Back in 1947 the biggest worry Southern Baptists had was the plight of millions of black Africans. We did not know any black Africans in Stonewall and only had a vague idea where Africa was. The church created missionary programs to let us know.