The debate over a possible alternative school here in Forrest City could turn into more politics than anything else.
I was in a good mood. I wasn’t upset with anyone or anything. Just browsing through Facebook, occasionally chuckling at the misadventures of a friend’s mutt or complimenting other friends on the perfect beauty of their new baby.
Since we moved to Beech Grove, I’ve seen some heavy rain now and again, but I never thought about looking for that old guy building a boat.
I noted with interest that there were 394 Republican votes cast in St. Francis County during the recent primary.
An idea ahead of its time? A proposal for a gigantic boondoggle? Something that might work? All three?
Ants. Such little creatures. So unwanted when one finds them in certain places.
In 1983, Edwin Edwards, once a governor of Louisiana and running again, told reporters, “The only way I can lose this election is if I’m caught in bed with either a dead girl or a live boy.”
I was saddened to read that three local schools had been placed on the academic distress list. I guess that’s what we’ve come to.
I went to the Spring Fling for a little while last Saturday, and heard something I don’t especially want to hear. It wasn’t mean, or racist, or particularly tasteless.
I’m glad to see that something is being done, at least supposedly, about Forrest City’s early warning system.