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Partly Cloudy ~ High: 80°F ~ Low: 56°F Saturday, May 25, 2013 |
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Welcome, neighbors
Posted Friday, April 26, at 9:48 AM We are getting some new neighbors. I don't know how long they have been looking for a home, but I am glad they chose to build near us. We live in a great neighborhood with great neighbors. I'm sure they will love their new home. Their building spot has plenty of lush green surroundings with the most luscious smelling flowers you can imagine...
The love of siblings All my friends who know me, and my readers who have kept up with me the last three years, know that I am the oldest of nine children. Being the oldest, most of the time is fun, but you also find yourself many times in a mother's roll when you are no more than a child yourself. Mom always called me 'old mother hen'. In fact, when our home burned, when I was six years old, she was trying to get furniture out and I was telling her, "Momma get your babies out!"...
Life is good in a small town I recently attended the 13th annual "Friends of the Library" dinner/fashion show. With approximately 250 in attendance, it was a smash hit as usual. The food was sumptuous, the fashion show was wonderful, the models, young and older were spectacular, and the camaraderie was great...
A lesson on the Pony Express "While I am in the employ of A. Majors, I agree not to use profane language, not to get drunk, not to gamble, not to treat animals cruelly and not to do anything else that is incompatible with the conduct of a gentleman. And I agree, if I violate any of the above conditions, to accept my discharge without any pay for my services."...
Heros and heroines You have read in past columns where I said that my girls call me "Alley Cat Mom." Well, that is pretty much true. You never know where you may see me driving. Perhaps in a muddy road down the middle of a field, or down an alley that may have been forgotten by most. Or, perhaps, just driving around town remembering who lived where or which business sat in a certain location that is no longer there...
Happy New Year Happy New Year to all my loyal readers. I would like to take this opportunity to say "Thank You" to all of you who have stayed in touch with me through the last couple months. I must confess it hasn't been easy. Many of you know my precious mother suffered a massive stroke on Oct. ...
It's been awhile... I know it has been a while since you have heard from me and many of you have let me know it. Now here is where I have to say, "LOL". I have learned that means, "laugh out loud". Many of you know my mother had a massive stroke in October. It pretty much threw us all in a tither and has been very difficult in every way. I know many of you have dealt with this type situation as well as other types of heart breaking sicknesses of your own or your loved ones...
Changing times A little while back I received an e-mail that was very interesting to me. I'm sure many of you received it also. It was talking about some things which will disappear in our lifetime. I believe there were around nine of them. Some of them I don't really care about, but out of the nine, there were four that I hate to see go by the wayside...
Keep on singing I have always loved music. In fact, most of my family including Mom and Dad love it. I remember listening to the radio long before we ever had a television. We listened to the Grand Ole Opry, Christian music, and even Uncle Remus. Our grandfather lived with us most of the time, from my early childhood years until his death when I was a young adult. ...
Trip of a lifetime By now, you know that if anything is going to happen, it will happen to me or around me. Well, some things never change. When we lived in Alabama, we spent lots of time at the beaches. It was one of our special delights. However, since we came back to Dexter nearly thirteen years ago, we have not had the priviledge of going back...
Heroes come in all sizes It was 1995, we were living in Birmingham, Ala., and it was nearing my forty-ninth birthday. My good friend had a little Shi Tzu named Prissy, and trust me, she lived up to her name. Since we lived away from our grandchildren and no little ones around, I decided I wanted a puppy...
Old Glory A few columns back, I wrote about our flag. As a matter of fact, when I checked the archives, it was in July of last year. Here it is a year later, and for whatever reason, my thoughts are once more running in that direction. I did a little refreshing of my memories from school via the internet concerning our precious flag. ...
Remembering "Miss Green" Recently as I was driving through an area I am in on a daily basis, memories came flooding once again. On this particular day, memories took me back to the year I was a fifth grader and a new student at our 'city' school. That was Central Elementary...
Sweetness of light I have always loved light. When I was a child, I would say that I wanted a light that burned at my grave continually. Then when I found Jesus, I learned that He is the light and I will go be with him immediately when I leave this mortal body. I love a dark room when I am sleeping, but that is about the only time. ...
Time for a change Those who know me best, know that all my life I have loved young people. I suppose that would come from me being the oldest of eight siblings and pretty much being second mom to them. Mom says that I was always like an 'ole mother hen'. You know how mother hens are. They want their baby chicks right under their protective wings and will go to any length to gather them there...
A walk downtown After almost recouping from a bout of illness, which I am not used to, I made a decision to go to the shop early one morning and take a "stroll" through town. I stress the word stroll, because I most certainly am not walking at this point. Of course, I have never been a runner. Mom has always said that I run in one spot. I suppose that is why I was able to completely wear out at least one treadmill...
Memories I find it absolutely amazing as to the number of memories our mind holds. I also think it is neat how the slightest smell, sight, word or sound will bring back different memories that have escaped us, in many cases, for years. I also wonder why it is that at certain times these things will click on a certain memory...
From the mouths of babes Recently, as I was out on one of my 'driving around town' excursions, I read the following words on one of our local church's marquee: "Words of Jesus in red." Those words brought to me a memory of a story Mom tells about me of something I said when just a small child...
Better times coming Being confined to the house for several days recently due to the flu and bronchitis, I spent some time watching re-runs of some of the old television shows. I watched several episodes of 'I Love Lucy'. She was such a wonderful comedian, and in my opinion, one of two of the best. The other being Red Skelton. I know that most of my young readers won't know them, but I believe when that generation left us, there will never again be any like them...
That's life! In a matter of a couple months I will be turning sixty-six. Where in the world has the time gone? Not so much because of my upcoming new age, but more in watching and listening to people, and just thinking over my life and the lives of others, I have come to some conclusions of my own about life...
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Kathleen is a resident of Dexter. She was born in Indiana, but her parents moved their family back to the Dexter area when she was three. Other than three years she and her husband, Collin, lived in St. Charles, Mo. and ten years in Birmingham, Alabama, she has spent her life in Dexter.
As you can tell, Kathleen is a people person and believes in giving credit to whom credit is due. Thus, the reason for her hero/heroine column every other week in Kathleen's Korner. As you can tell, she also like to have fun, most of the time at her own expense.
Kathleen (Grubbs) is a 1964 graduate of Dexter High School and invites her friends to her "Korner."
Hot topics Welcome, neighbors(1 ~ 1:16 PM, Apr 26)
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