I called Tonia Molz to give my condolences on the death of her father, Tuffy Marshall. She seemed to be doing very well as it was not unexpected. In fact, she said that for the past month, Tuffy had said he wanted to go. I always called him the Virgil City Marshall. I guess his
How ‘bout them Chiefs? Kimball has a lot more faith than I do, evidently. When the Chiefs were behind 20 – 10 in the 4th quarter, I kinda gave up hope. She didn’t. But she left the room quite frequently to go do some chore in the back bedroom. If I saw a good commercial,
There are big things afoot in El Dorado Springs, but I don’t have much hard information for you. One bit of solid info – on Monday a bulldozer was moving dirt on the west side of First Street across from Woods Supermarket. City Manager Bruce Rogers told me that the long rumored Dollar General Store
– I don’t know how much condolences to give the Budd family on the death of Frances, their wife, mother, grandmother. Why? Because she’s finally out of her misery. Brother Bobby was our pastor at Concord for at least two years. He brought Frances when she was able to go. It was obvious she was
This week we have Caroline Kealy with us, an MU Journalism student who is going to help us with our internet presence. She is a native of Chicago and really likes our small town. One of our first chores was to teach her how to say El Dorado. She and Kimball are hatching big plans
I hope you and yours had a wonder filled Christmas and New Year’s. We did. The family time was even better than the weather. Even got a note from Adrian Monday thanking us for the good time for her, Cain, Van and Snider. Everybody got home safely from Christmas and New Year’s celebrations. I told
Is there a name, like Indian Fall, for the unseasonably mild weather we have been enjoying? Cain and Adrian played the weather perfectly. They drove up here from Baton Rouge in stages: to his hometown of Lake Providence, LA, one day, then on to Branson the next day, then to Springfield, then to our house.
I believe in internal clocks. I’m having trouble resetting mine to have my chat with you on the Rock Wall on Monday after doing it on Tuesday for nearly 40 years. Now this week, the boss says I have to do it on Friday night and again next week. That is just weird. Some of
The sign Kimball hangs on our front door each year is up: Dear Santa. Define good. Kimball has been decorating like crazy. We expect a house full of company for Christmas. Four grandkids will be a houseful. Kimball gave me a birthday card (or it was addressed to You) I looked at again this morning.
I had a pleasant conversation with our new superintendent, Heath Oates, on Friday and again Monday morning. I think we are going to like him – young man, young family, tries to help principals grow in his current job as Rich Hill superintendent. Can’t be all bad – he likes to turkey hunt and fish.