
YES, I AM STILL HERE peeking out my window on Main Street, and scientists may be warning us of a rough summer of 2026. There was an article in ‘LiveScience’ online presence that said the annual ‘La Nina’ or ‘El Nino’ Pacific Ocean current developed really fast and strong this year. The current determines our own weather here east of the Pacific.
I can’t remember which current 2026 was, or what either one does to our weather.
Not a lot any of us can do about it. It’s either going to be real hot and real dry, or real hot and real wet.
Rainfall in May was almost exactly double normal. I’ll let you make up your own mind about temps.
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MORE TO DO. Our town’s Freddie Horne has been elected to the board of directors of the Historic Washington Foundation, and will serve as chairman of the grant-writing committee.
‘Old Washington’ — as I like to call it — obviously took note of what Freddie has accomplished with the Howard County Historical Society and the two museums; also Nashville City Parks; also Nashville City Council; also retired educator.
A good citizen despite his Gurdon Go-Devil roots.
Freddie and I go back to the days before he signed a contract to teach in Nashville. We were members of an organization — the Jaycees — dedicated to self-improvement and civic service. The self-improvement part obviously caught on with Freddie. Not so much with me.
Sorry that Nashville no longer has a Jaycee chapter.
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HOW MUCH DO YOU love pro basketball? If you want to get a seat for the first home game when San Antonio hosts New York tickets BEGIN at $1,905. Fourth game will be played at SA and tickets begin at $7,571.
The article says that tickets to the games at Madison Square Garden in NYC are mucho mucho higher.
I don’t watch NBA games. I’ve taken a knee for just about all professional sports.
But I don’t think ordinary people can afford to go to these games, no matter how much they love the Spurs or the Knickerbockers.
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IN TODAY’S NEWSPAPER is the obituary of a splendid lady, Helen House. She and her late husband, Glen, lived just south of Dierks on the Center Point Highway.
For many years Helen was the legal secretary for the legendary ‘Jetty’ Steel.
Here’s something only you and I now know. Helen bought a car from Ball Chevrolet. It was a Chevy Corvair, the small sporty buggy with an aluminum motor in the rear.
But she didn’t like the car. I never knew why. So, she bought another one. The new one was from Bobby Dillard at the Buick dealership on South Main. She traded in the Corvair.
At the same time, I was getting out of the Navy. Came home with a handful of US Savings Bonds that my father had encouraged me to sign up for while on active duty.
I checked around and the only gently used car I could find within my means was Helen’s Corvair.
According to Mr. Dillard it was a real steal.
No A/C but it was an automatic and had a swell AM radio. That car got me through four years of college before I stoopidly traded it off for something cooler. That one didn’t have air conditioning, either.
Helen’s Corvair was still running fine when I waved it goodbye.
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CRIME PAYS. ‘Scuse me for repeating some of this. It is burned painfully into my memory.
I know what I saw on that dark January 6, and I cannot get over how some people can say they saw something else.
At the Memorial Day gathering on the courthouse lawn here I briefly stood by a veteran who told me that some of the people in the capitol invasion were merely tourists who wanted to get a good look at the inside of the people’s building.
First, Trump pardoned the insurrectionists; now he wants to divide $1.776 billion of our tax dollars as reparations amongst those poor innocent patriots.
Unbelievable!
I see occasional articles saying some Republicans in Congress are bucking up, but our Arkansas delegation goes along with anything the boss says or does.
The latest outrage is his proposed $250 bill with his picture.
He can never be accused of not having an ego.
Trump Bibles. Trump credit cards. Trump bitcoin. Trump golden tennis shoes. Trump Ballroom. Trump golf courses. Trump University. The Trump Center for the Performing Arts. No, wait, that last name has been returned to its original memorial to an assassinated President.
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HE SAID: “Everybody counts or nobody counts.” fictional Hieronymus ‘Harry’ Bosch, LAPD Detective, Hollywood Division. I do love Michael Connelly’s crime novels.
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SHE SAID: “Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul — and sings the tunes without the words — and never stops at all.” Emily Dickinson, American poet.
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SWEET DREAMS, Baby






