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Just Another Case Of “There You Are”
Read moreSome of you may know that I went traveling this past weekend — up to St Louis ’s Missouri. It’s a long trip up I-44 and back, but I made it. Due to my old age, I took my personal doctor, Ron, and my private nurse, Pat, with me. It was a hard trip but worth it.
Read moreOh Say, Can You See We all have seen it. Mobs of young people, some who are “actual” college and university students — wearing those “Yassar Arafat” head scarves, burning the flag of the United States and shouting “Death to Israel.” Where has all this Jewish race hatred come from? Who is Hama? Why do they all hate Jews and Israel?
Read moreI was out mowing my front yard a few years back when my neighbor, the late David Jones, pulled his mower over to where I was. He did this sometimes when he wanted to talk. So, I pulled up and we began to chat about this and that. He glanced over at our neighbor’s yard that was in real need of a cleanup and mowing. “You know, he went on, this person probably can’t take care of her lawn and I think we ought to offer to help her out,” David said, “I will mow half that lawn if you would take over the other half.” I replied, “what about the limbs and trash strung around over there?” Well, David replied, “we would just have to clean it up a bit, but it wouldn’t be much trouble.” “Why don’t you go over there and ask her.”
Read moreA long time ago — well one week ago — the much heralded “North American Eclipse” came to Allen. Weather forecasters happily forecasted that we probably wouldn’t be able to see it anyway. Clouds they said. I watched all this with a sort of wishy-washy attitude. I sort of wanted to see it but I sure wasn’t going to drive down toward Idabel and position myself so I could experience the full eclipse experience. I saw on my TV the story of this one family dragging their family and their trailer 1,700 miles to Texas so they could experience this historical celestial event together as a family. Foolish, I thought, as I wondered if I would even go outside for a peek or not.
Read moreThe USS Johnnie Hutchins had reached the end of its road. It was an icecold morning with icy winds off the bay there in Bayonne, New Jersey. We, its last crew, stood there at attention – shivering as an obligatory speech or two was given extolling a few of its war exploits and history during the War II. I was proud to have served on this little 209 ft destroyerescort, but I also knew it was very cold and I was just hoping we could finish and I could get on with my life.
Read moreSt Patrick’s Day was never a big deal in Stonewall. In fact, if it hadn’t been for those old Warner Path-A Newsreels at the Main Theatre I might not have even known there was one. Or maybe it was my sister Sue giving me a pinch on St Patrick’s Day because I didn’t have any green on my shirt that reminded me. There were no St. Patrick’s Day Parades in Stonewall. Or even in the big city of Ada.
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