I wonder if people know about the Forrest City Public Library?
I gaze out across my expanse of lawn (well, my yard, such as it is), and I discover that the winter, alas, awful though it was, did not kill all the grass
Back during all the icy weather, I said to someone that I’d rather sneeze than freeze. I meant it quite literally.
As a small boy growing up in rural Arkansas, the neighborhood boys made up our own games and entertainment.
They say that money doesn’t grow on trees, but blessings are popping up all over like spring flowers in Forrest City.
Once the snow was seriously melting and it began raining (and raining, and raining…), I saw a couple of neighbor kids out playing in it. They were twirling their umbrellas on the ground like tops, rather than holding them over their heads like umbrellas. They seemed to be having a grand time. Later, there were some kids playing in some half water, half mud stuff. They also seemed to be having a most wonderful time. To those kids, it was wet, muddy, dirty, yucky fun. But I realized as I watched, that to me, it was wet, muddy, dirty, yucky yuck. Fun? What fun? I had gone through the roof … Continued
The Newcastle Fire Department Ladies Auxiliary would like to thank everyone who participated in our chili day on Friday, Feb. 27.
On this, the celebration of the 50th anniversary of the Selma, Ala., march known as “Bloody Sunday” wherein people marched to secure the right to vote in Alabama; I’d like to offer an idea which I read about in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette on March 7, which was reprinted from Bloomburg News.
I know that this is usually supposed to be a humor column, but once I started thinking about the subject, I couldn’t find much to laugh about.
Falling down is not an art form, but there are a lot of ways to do it.