It seems nearly impossible to fathom that someone as brilliant and funny as Robin Williams could be so tortured emotionally that he takes himself out of the human race. Yet, last week, one by one, each of us across the whole globe, fixed our attention on the sad news of this beloved actor’s suicide. Sometimes, a blip of news in the vast sea of information we are bombarded with daily, seems to slap us so hard in the face that we can almost hear the collective groan rippling through space and time. Then we all try our best to reckon with reality. And what a devastating reality Robin Williams’ death reveals - that someone who, by his very nature, brought
- Aug 26,
Going through more than 60 years of pictures taken at different times and locations produces quite a few memories of the life and times of this writer. One picture shows the bathroom or house at Redman Creek the last time the lake got high enough to go over the overflow and wash out Route T for the third time. With all the rains we have had this spring and summer, thoughts of the lake again getting that high come to mind. Back in the "Good "Ole Days" when I carried papers for the Daily American Republic, the Saturday edition went to press at noon and as soon as I could get the papers delivered and get home, the crew that
Jul 14,I just finished reading an article in the July issue of Coonhound Bloodlines by Sam Buff about competition coon hound hunts. The article was about some complaints about the annual wild coon hunt that raises funds for St. Jude Children's Hospital and was about correspondence from people who apparently knew nothing about wild coon hunting competitions. It made me wonder how many people who read this bit of Wisdom from the Woods might have the same feelings about the sport of UKC and other registration offices' hunts. These comments from people apparently feel that the dogs are turned loose on captive raccoons and the dogs are scored in some way as to how they fight and kill the raccoons. This
Jul 14,Which came first, the chicken or the egg? At my farm, chickens did. Right before we moved to the farm, while still living in Poplar Bluff, we bought a chick at Orschelen for each of our kids. Our enclosed back porch was a suitable place until they started trying to fly after a few weeks. My husband promptly built a small chicken coop in the backyard and the ladies went outside. We moved out of town when our pullets were about three months old or so. In the country, the hens thrived. Free ranging was our preferred method and the girls soon divested our farm of nearly all the bugs in our yard. By the end of the summer, we had
Jul 14,Missouri native Ralph Wayne Freer is an artist whose art reflects his life’s journey. Art is a roadmap of his journey. Like the scenery on a great road trip, his art is always changing. His art has evolved reflecting the people, places, and things that touched his life. His art is featured at “The Flying F Gallery” located north of Poplar Bluff, Missouri. This building, formally the Collins General Store, built in 1894 was originally a farm house in which his mother, Letha Collins Freer, was born and later, circa 1930, converted into a store. When asked how he became an artist, Ralph was puzzled by the question. “I have just always loved art," he answered simply. Numerous relocations associated
Jul 09,Three Rivers College will hold five Fall registration events at locations across Southeast Missouri, July 27 through August 4. Registration events will be held in Doniphan High School, 4-7 p.m. July 27; Three Rivers – Piedmont in Clearwater High School, 2-5 p.m. July 28; the Delta Center in Portageville, 10 a.m. – 2 p.m. July 29; the South Central Education Consortium in Willow Springs, 4-7 p.m. July 30; and at Three Rivers’ new Sikeston location, 4-7 p.m. August 4. The events provide another opportunity for enrolling for classes, in addition to the assistance offered weekdays from 8 a.m. to 7 p.m. at the main campus; 8 a.m. to 8:30 p.m. at full-service locations in Dexter, Malden, Kennett and Willow Springs;
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