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The gloomy wet views out of my breakfast room windows promised to go away before Pat and I get in our car and drive up for a sumptuous Thanksgiving meal up in North Tulsa hosted by our granddaughter Lindsey.
Read moreTo be or not to be. That was the question William Shakespeare posed once upon a time. That may well be the question that is put to the American people in this present hour. America and Americans are a “different” people in this world. The mixture of cultures and races has brought about a very unique nation. Many of the early settlers to this country were Christians. They brought their beliefs and culture with them and this nation grew up in them. Not perfect by any means but better than anything that had been available before in the known history of the world.
Read moreThe Bullard family moved west on SH-3 from Centrahoma to Stonewall on October 19, 1944. At that time our family consisted of my parents, Cecil and Dora Bullard, my older brother Gerald, myself, Mana Sue and Linda Kay. Gerald was in the 8th grade and I was in the 5th.
Read moreOur old friend and Oklahoma’s best known governor died the other day. He was 98. I’m speaking, of course, of our George Nigh. He had been around and in public view all this time and we all thought he would last forever. But now he is gone.
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