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Christmas is the greatest time of the year. In 1938 my parents moved us (Mom, Dad, Gerald, and me) from Allen to a town called Centrahoma. There I met Letha Mae. It was there I started paying attention to Christmas. But like some other materialistic folk my age over there, I was really concerned with the season for Christmas gifts. Santa Claus became a big mysterious person of interest.
Read moreMy mom had a twin. Not identical but they were a lot alike in looks and in their ways. I always liked coming over and visiting the twin’s family, especially those many years ago when they lived here at Allen. They had two boys (among their many assorted children) about my age. I did receive some worried attention from the Ray family about my being skinny. But I felt like I was OK.
Read moreAnd so there is. In the Bible, the book of Ecclesiastes, a famous King and familiar Bible character, King Solomon, wrote a book on philosophy. You can read a lot of different ideas into this book in the Old Testament.
Read moreMy knowledge of stagecoaches is from watching those old black and white movies of the 40’s.
Read moreI did fairly good on memory stuff until I got to be about 80. Then I noticed it was hard for me to remember some people’s names. Names of some trees also come to mind. I have an ancient Box Elder tree in my back yard but alas, someone asked me one day what kind of tree it was and that was when I first noticed that its name had left me. Names of old friends—they came and went. But mostly I get by cause if I forget your name down at the post office, relax. It will come to me after I get home. Which brings me to another subject: Computers.
Read moreI do not know just how this is all going to work out. I saw the “Mighty Mustangs” on the cover of the Advocate last week. They looked capable but I must admit I didn’t recognize many of them. Well a few perhaps. Last season was our 100 year to play football and by now we ought to be getting it down pat. Also, last year we sprang off to this real happy 100 start only to see some key players injured and taken out of the picture. We ended the season outside the playoffs something — we have a chance to fix this 101 year.
Read moreTime is a tough thing to ponder. It is here. It passes and we wonder where it went. Celebrating my 62nd wedding anniversary this week makes we wonder where all those years went too.
Read more“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. These Indians came down here every year killing buffalo and dressing them out. They took what they needed for meat and clothing. It was an intense time of hard work for this large group (hundreds) and then they went back home. It is thought this annual hunt was a happy enjoyable campout for these 600 Osages as well as an essential part of their food gathering. And the historical marker still stands.
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