1942 Armadillo, 1987 Super Bowl, And Mongooses, January 29, 2015 # 1368

From my ledger. Tuesday, January 20, 1987. Rivercrest varsity came to town. Our girls won but the boys’ game had a few unusual circumstances. Bart Tatum got fouled and rolled around on the floor at the jump ball to start the game. Later in the game Bart broke for the goal on a fast break and bumped into an official. Bart yelled at him to get out of the way and got a technical. Jason Holcomb got mad about something and coach put in a...

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Walking To Charleston And Bad Dreams by Eddie Trapp, January 22, 2015

From my ledger back in 1986-1987. Tuesday, December 30, 1986. While out for the Christmas/New Year holidays several of us walked from my house on Highway 19 to Charleston. Our game was coons, crows, and coyotes. After hitting Brush Creek we traveled south toward South Sulphur. Our crew was Billy, Hunter, and Matt Poteet, Cade Alley, Larry Trapp, Greg Williams, and me. A coyote ran across the France Meadow but we couldn’t get a shot....

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In Search Of Shad # 1366 January 15, 2015

Cooper Lake finally came up some and I was able to launch my boat one day last week. Junior Larkin and I fished out from the dam in thirty feet of water and caught about eighty pounds of blue catfish in four hours. Bait used was small drum, or gaspergou, and shad. We prefer to use shad but they are very hard to find. Sometimes they can be caught in White Rock Creek near Flag Pole Hill in Dallas but the last few trips have been...

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Dogs at the Manger, January 1, 2015, Number 1364

The madstone article from a few weeks ago is still bringing comments. Following is a response from Pattie Pettigrew in Houston. I’m going to write it straight from her letter. “My grandpa, Tom Hooten, and his brother, Leemie?, (Klondike Hootens) were on a load of hay and saw a bull they knew was rabid from his actions. They knew he would gore the horses to death so Uncle Leemie got on the horses and rode away while Grandpa distracted...

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Hard To Walk In Ski Boots #1363 by Eddie Trapp 12/18/2014

During the 1986 deer season there was a huge buck roaming near Kensing. The first time I saw him Jean and I were riding around north of Vasco. We turned around at L.D. Malone’s grain tanks and stopped for a minute to look northeast out over several hundred acres of “green stuff.” Several deer were running across the field almost a mile from us. The late afternoon Sun seemed to illuminate the huge rack on the buck. It was the largest I...

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Fred Akers, Roxton, And Coon Hunting #1362 December 11, 2014

This week things have been a little slow so let’s go back and see what was happening in 1986. From my ledger. Monday, December 1, 1986. Honey Grove Junior High came to town for a couple of basketball games. The Puppies are rebuilding this year and Mark Miller made our only two points in the entire seventh grade game. In the eighth grade game it was nip and tuck until the last couple of minutes when a Honey Grove player started hitting...

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Hiccups and Outhouse Poetry # 1361 12/01/14

Each year when the weather cooperates we have our family Thanksgiving at the cabin by the river southwest of Charleston. This year we had forty three attend. Seems like about thirty of them were toddlers. Must be something in the water. It was babies everywhere and people were hollering to get that baby back away from the steep bank. Having that many people creates a slight problem concerning bathroom facilities, especially when some...

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Eighteen Coons by Eddie Trapp # 1360

From my ledger. Friday, November 21, 1986. Cooper played Kerens in area playoff game. Kerens ran the wishbone and their quarterback, Hornbuckle, runs a 4.4 in the forty. They ran option right, Hornbuckle kept the ball, and then cut back left against the grain. 6-0 Kerens. They set up to kick the extra point. The holder caught the ball, raised up, and threw slant end pass to left slotback. 8-0 Kerens. In second half we scored making it...

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Little John by Eddie Trapp, November 13, 2014 # 1358

Last week I was telling about our two day trip through Arkansas and Oklahoma to look at the colorful leaves. A little after dark we arrived in Fort Smith and spent the night. This would be our northern point of the trip and we would begin our winding way home. If you travel through western Arkansas north toward Fort Smith you don’t have many highway choices. It’s basically Highway 71, take it or leave it. Not wanting to retrace our...

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Tom Sawyer And Jenny Lind November 6, 2014, # 1357
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Tom Sawyer And Jenny Lind November 6, 2014, # 1357

Wednesday, October 29, 2014, son in law Jason Barnett and I launched (barely) at Doctors Creek Boat Ramp and caught shad in the cove. The lake is about twelve feet low. Carefully following a narrow trench we made our way out to the main lake. Throughout the day we anchored down in about five different places. Fishing was slow but steady. Before leaving the parking lot we checked our rods and reels. My four rods were strung with one...

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