The Rock Wall

Posted January 28, 2016 at 11:06 am

Kimball signed up for a seminar on how to publish a book at MU Friday. I tagged along because I usually get into the technical stuff. It turned out to be more about how to write a book than how to publish one. At the moment, I don’t think either of us plan to tackle anything more difficult than publishing a newspaper.

The highlight of the day – we got to meet Charlotte Wiggins, who writes Gardening to Distraction for you and us. Nice lady. Now, she may do a book.

At the workshop, we got to hear the first poet laureate for the state of Missouri. He’s definitely on a different wave length from me. We heard several other authors who spent three years or more writing their book.

– Mary sent me

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    Filing closed at 5 p.m. Tuesday for local offices. There were some surprises in who filed for office and who didn’t file for office.

    The important thing is that everyone had the opportunity. Now everyone has ample time to register to vote in the April 5 election and then the freedom to vote.

    I found a couple of quotes in some of the material I receive. The first one I’m not sure what it means. I know exactly what the second one means.

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    At 5:21 p.m. on Tuesday, I opened up the folder on my computer desktop, 1-14-16 copy, where I put all the articles for the week including the Rock Wall. If I get something that I think will interest or amuse you, I put it there and forget it until time to write. It’s a nice little boost to have one or more news tidbits or an entire column waiting for me. No such luck this evening.

    About that time I noticed that the Stump Ford Bridge bids County Clerk Peggy Kenny said

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    New Year’s eve Kimball and I went to bed at 10:30 p.m. I woke up during the night and wished her Happy New Year and told her it was 12:18, I looked again and saw that it was 1:18. Same result: I went back to sleep.

    Did you make any New Year’s resolutions? I didn’t ahead of time. I tried to think of some Friday morning, but couldn’t think of anything I seriously wanted to change before getting out of bed. I may need to think about it some more and consult

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    Sometimes a simple typo can lead to a Christmas miracle. 60 years ago, a local Sears store in Colorado Springs ran a dial Santa ad. Except the number was a misprint. Instead of listing the number for Sears’ Santa hotline, it posted the number for the Continental Air Defense Command center.

    On Christmas Eve 1955, Colonel Harry Shoup began receiving calls from kids asking to speak with Santa Claus. Shoup worked at the operations department for the air defense center, now known as NORAD, so the call must have come as a

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    Ruth Foreman, our El Dorado area fishing reporter, was in the office today telling me that the crappie and white bass are biting at Caplinger. They may think it is spring with this warm weather.

    It has never been cold enough for me to hunt deer. I don’t want it so warm the blow flies carry off a deer I might shoot and me. I bought an any-deer tag but have never had it out of the house. I planned to hunt in the alternative methods season with my smokeless powder muzzleloader,

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    My cell phone was laying peaceably on my desk Monday, my birthday, until it suddenly started demanding attention at 12:14p.m. The screen said, “Sharon Toliver” so I answered, “Yes, Sharon Kaye.”

    The familiar voice on the other end of the call told me she had been in town over the weekend visiting her mom and picked up her mom’s newspaper to read last week’s conversation in the Rock Wall. She called to correct my big mistake. Keep in mind that Sharon and I have only known each other since we were at

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    Perfect weather for the Christmas parade. We’ve seen parade days that were punishing.

    As I stood on the west side of Main St. in front of the El Dorado Mexican Restaurant, I noticed a large white dog in harness behind me. I spoke and held out my hand. He came forward to be petted. His “Mama” told me he was a service dog and wasn’t supposed to be petted. I told her he didn’t know that. She said he did, but chose to ignore it. We decided he was smelling Davis’ dog

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    Opened an e-mail from the funeral home Monday and when I saw the large photo, I instantly said, “Wow, Joe Palmer died.”

    I can’t even guess how many crappie fishing conversations we had over the years that I knew Joe. He was the consummate crappie fisherman until a medicine induced sun sensitivity forced him off the water and thus away from his beloved pastime. You could safely guess that Joe caught his fish on jig and that he did it on Sac River.

    Our condolences to his wife,

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    Here we are on almost Thanksgiving eve. I’ve been too busy to give any thought to what I’m thankful for. We sing a song at church: “Count your blessings.” Have you ever done that? I’ve thought about my many blessings but I haven’t actually tried to count them.

    I went with Kimball last Thursday to a Thanksgiving feast at On My Own in Nevada where she is the board president. After we had eaten the delicious smorgasbord dinner (we still eat dinner at noon), someone said everyone around the table should tell

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