The highlight of the Picnic for me was having Adrian home. Seemed just as natural as could be. The cats loved it. Bella was her cat first in Shreveport before Adrian had a dog. Caddeaux already knew her from a previous visit. They both spent every night in her room. Sunday night at bedtime Caddeaux
Found it. Vi Clevenger’s directions, which she marked in red on a map of City Cemetery she gave me, were 100% accurate. But I still couldn’t find the gravestone. So, I went back to City Hall just after Vi had left the office. Debbie Potter came to the counter to help me. She readily admitted
Davis is into dwarf hamsters. He thought his mom just had to have a couple, so he deposited a cage on her desk complete with exercise wheel, watering bottle and feed dish a few weeks ago. There’s not room for anything else on her desk, so the cage was soon on the John S. Smith
Davis attempted to go froggin’ at the new spot he discovered. Score: Davis – 0 although he claims he and his girlfriend each caught one and decided to let them go. That’s the beauty of hand grabbing. Mud – 1, it caught Davis and his girlfriend pulled him out. Frogs – clean sweep, grand slam.
You goin’ froggin’? Season opens at sunset Thursday, June 30. As far back as I can remember Dad took us kids froggin’ as soon as season opened. There are lots of legal ways to take bullfrogs, but we only did it one way – by hand with a gas lantern. That way, you can cull
Saturday Kimball started working in the yard while the day was still cool, so you know it was early. I found my own list of things that needed to be accomplished. Chief among them was building watering dams around some of the baby red buds, flowering dog woods and white oaks we got from Conservation.
Sunday after church, Kimball called Adrian while we were still in the church yard because cell phone reception is good there. I pulled the car into the shade and just sat back to let them chat. Suddenly the conversation on Kimball’s part took a turn I didn’t like – something about Penny, Adrian’s seven year
Thursday night the Eastern Star ladies (and a few gentlemen) hosted an appreciation dinner for the Sun staff to thank us for doing the job that they help us do. Good food, good company. We thanked them then and will thank them again here. Everyone appreciates being appreciated. During the event, I whispered to Kimball,
The wind Thursday took its toll. Mary said that a gentleman in Woody’s Trailer Court was sitting at his desk when a tree blew down on his trailer pinning him. His cell phone was nearby so he was able to call for help. He went to a Joplin hospital with a cracked, not broken, back.