The Poet of Coal Creek was back in the hospital recently. Charlene Shepard fell off a bar stool a while back and broke her hip and I suppose she was back for an adjustment. I was in room 309 waiting for my wife to be fitted with a neck brace following a cervical discectomy when [...]
by Clarke Davis The last time he called was to ask who said “The unexamined life is not worth living.” He never had a computer, but he knew who had access to Google. Oren Long, a long-time contributor to these columns, died Saturday as a result of a car accident near his home on the [...]
A man whose journalistic endeavors filled these pages for five years died last week. Frank Williams along with his wife, Leola, owned and edited the Vindicator from Nov. 1, 1962, until the Wilson-Davis partnership showed up Jan. 1, 1968. The couple sold out without any particular plans but ultimately bought and ran the at Glasco [...]
by Clarke Davis The first Earth Day was observed 41 years ago and we are just now having a serious discussion in this town about a recycling program. Back then, emerging from the Age of Aquarius, there were rivers and lakes so full of chemicals and sludge they could no longer sustain life. Smog in [...]
by Clarke Davis I’m sentimental about small town, homeowned cafes. It was Vi’s Cafe in Gray, Iowa, that provided me one of my first jobs deep-fat frying chicken for the mobs that crowded in after the ball games. When big agriculture forced my parents off the farm, a small cafe and hotel in western Kansas [...]
The first day of the first big snow Marveta was scheduled for a knee replacement, so we got a room in Topeka the night before and borrowed our son’s 4-wheel drive. That morning we motored to the hospital with little trouble and parked in an underground garage. We would not emerge for four days, so were unaffected by the weather.
by Clarke Davis Returning to one’s native land after 45 years can be a surreal experience even if that home area is no more than an afternoon’s drive away into the Iowa corn fields. It was Marveta’s 45th class reunion and I went along having graduated one year ahead of her. It gave me the [...]