Home Country — The joys of memories great and small

August 26, 2015

Billy’s been a busy guy ever since he became the official town dog here. Sally had been the town dog until she passed away on Doc’s porch, and then Billy’s owner died just two weeks after that, so it was something of a natural progression. Sometimes offices are filled without an election.

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Slim Randles

The high school wood shop boys built Billy a doghouse next to the school crossing, but Billy preferred Aunt Ada’s couch in the cold months and a nice dog depression under an oak tree when it’s warm.

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Home Country — Let your small town be your reminder

August 19, 2015

NEW — 3:38 p.m. Aug. 19, 2015

It was Thursday again. Mabel Adams asked at the desk to be sure.

“Thursday all day, Mabel,” the girl said. “Don’t forget to get your hair done today. Two o’clock … right?”

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Slim Randles

“Right,” Mabel said, locking the time away in her mind. “Two o’clock. On Thursday.”

She took her purple walker and went half a block to the counter at the drug store. Read more

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Home Country — Musings while milling around

August 11, 2015

NEW — 1:48 p.m. Aug. 11, 2015

It was lunchtime at the sale barn on the edge of town and the guys were milling around. They didn’t really want to eat there, as the regular cook had a family emergency in the next state, so it was a substitute named Leroy and the guys knew that everything Leroy cooked tasted like toast.

So they milled around, kicking dirt clods, inspecting the livestock coming up for the afternoon bidding, and pretending they were maybe someday going to buy something. Their dogs were there, of course: Steve’s two cowdogs, Doc’s Egyptian shepherd, Ramses (he makes pyramids in the backyard), and Billy, the official town dog.

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Slim Randles

“Steve, what’s the name of that guy who used to walk around in the bleachers yelling ‘Ho!’ every time someone wanted to bid?” Read more

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Home Country — Beware cracker packets during philosophical arguments

August 5, 2015

NEW — 11:37 a.m. Aug. 5, 2015

Doc was the first one in at the Mule Barn truck stop this morning, so he got to pick, and he chose the round table instead of the philosophy counter. If you asked him why, he couldn’t tell you, but some days are just round table days, while others lend themselves to counter proposals.

In 15 minutes, the round table had a quorum of homespun philosophers, practical jokers and scientific greatness.

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Slim Randles

“Puts me in mind,” said Bert, “of the time we were in the mountains and I was suddenly surrounded by a mountain lion.” Read more

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Home Country — The Olympic Games aren’t all they’re cracked up to be

July 29, 2015

NEW — 11:02 a.m. July 29, 2015

Whenever Delbert McLain — our chamber of commerce here — gets a new idea, he generally shows up at the Mule Barn for coffee. He likes to try the ideas out on bonafide members of the world dilemma think tank before springing them on the world.

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Slim Randles

“What I’m thinking, guys, is this,” he said, “We need to bring the Olympic Games here to the valley!”

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Home Country — You say weeds; I say treasures

July 23, 2015

Days like this, said Doc, a guy has to get out and get his yard work done early, before it gets too hot.

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Slim Randles

“So when does it get too hot, Doc?”

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Home Country — Sounds like a personal problem to me

July 16, 2015

“Bert looks good this morning, Doc,” Dud said, quietly. Three stools down the counter, Bert smiled and said, “Yes, I certainly do!”

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Slim Randles

We turned toward our old pal. “You heard that?”

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Home Country — Sometimes you have to hold fast to your opinion

July 9, 2015

Windy Wilson was on the prowl, this beautiful Independence Day morning, searching the neighborhood for something to do for others. He decided to let his weekly day helping others come on the Fourth this week, because he was feeling very American.

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Slim Randles

Let’s see … he thought … I can circumlocute over to Mrs. Hennessey’s and see if her flower garden needs weeding. She’s got very close veins and the sugar diabeets, and getting around ain’t easy.

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Home Country — What the flag means to each of us is personal

July 2, 2015

We all watched as the flag came by. It was the first thing in the parade, of course. Great big one, carried by two of the kids from the ROTC at the high school.

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Slim Randles

The bands followed, along with the mounted patrol, the ski patrol in their summer-weight jackets, the float with the princesses on it, and the local kids leading dogs and cats — some rather reluctantly — on leashes.

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Home Country — Thank you to those who dance through our lives

June 25, 2015

Mrs. Doc watched the dancers swirl around the cleared hardwood floor of the Legion hall, and smiled to see her husband Doc waltzing with Ardis Fisher. But Mrs. Doc was never one to sit out a waltz, so she looked around at the menu.

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Slim Randles

Over in the corner, smiling and tapping his foot, was Pop Walker. Pop and several other residents of the Rest of Your Life retirement home were there to enjoy the dance and celebrate the arrival of summer.  Pop has a hard time with his memory these days, but always forgets things with a smile.

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