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Oh, no! I just learned that the Protectors of all things Picnic, our own band of Super-Heroes, might not be able to attend the event this year. What? You say?! What shall we do? (place the back of your hand to your forehead and look distressed). But wait! Mr. A will surely save the day.

I hope everybody has a happy and safe 4th of July. I probably won’t do anything all day I was throwing stuff away Saturday and came across some old papers in a satchel. At the bottom was a little book bound in leather. On the front was the word Diary. On the inside front cover

  I truly hope that Mother nature gets some kind of satisfaction from all this heat and by the time the Picnic arrives, she will have moved on to something else.   John Beydler has a new book, “Picked Clean”. Check it out. The ad is on page 10. It is available through Amazon and

I was concerned that we hadn’t had any news releases about cicadas from conservation. By way they were talked about on TV, I thought the trees, yards and houses would be covered. I haven’t seen one, that I know of. The headline in one weekly magazine read, “Trillions of noisy insects are emerging from the

I thought I’d seen the neatest thing the other day in one of the weekly newspapers that I subscribe to. The idea was in a paper from Bossier City, LA. The graduating seniors went back to their elementary schools and walked through the halls and greeted the kids. I thought that was great and I

I went to see Bo Brown Saturday at the Wah’Kon-Tah Prairie.  He spoke about the fact that we are the only culture that doesn’t eat insects. Personally, I’m OK with that. But he also said that we no longer eat acorns which evidently was a staple in ancient civilizations.. He said, acorns got us where

I just had the best French fries ever.  They were crinkle cut and very crispy on the outside and soft on the inside and just salty enough for me. I shall completement the chef tomorrow. Speaking of chefs, our local folks are getting ready to feed everybody: Monday, May 27 – noon to Dark –

We got the phone call early Tuesday morning, May 7, from our brother-in-law, Tom Gough, with the news that my cousin, Murnie Fast, had just died. The Bolivar hospital couldn’t stop her internal bleeding and sent her home where hospice took over. I thought, “That’s a favorite cousin gone.” When Kimball and I got to

I want to wish all mothers out there a very Happy Mother’s Day. My mother spent her last years here in El Dorado Springs at Community Springs. I bet that anyone who remembers her would have never thought that when she was a young woman, she worked for a man who had rental property and

I understand the Sac Fest went well, sandwiched between storms. I don’t know how many people decided to have a garage sale on Saturday, but Fugate’s Hot Rod Day, also sandwiched between storms was fine.   Someone asked me if it stormed really bad at my house. I replied that a really bad storm is