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Carolyn Niebruegge May Michael L. May
Vol. 3, Is. 17 Nov.
8, 2013
From the
Editor
Well, we (at least I)
survived one more Election Day--I’m up, but Carolyn’s “batteries” are still on
“recharge” up in bed. All I can say is
“Brutal Juice, brutal!” On every
Election Day I really question what we’re trying to prove by putting ourselves
through such torture--up at 3:00 a.m. and not in bed until 11:30 p.m. That’s just too long a day for old
folks. We never know who of those
supposed to work the election will actually show up. Fortunately, this time we had a young,
surprise officer join our group who was very good and most certainly carried
his weight. Any precinct would be proud
to have him on their team. We have a
great Chief Officer who really knows his “stuff” but isn’t very organized
making it very difficult to learn under his guidance. Regardless of his organization, he ALWAYS
gets the job done and our numbers and work are never questioned. Carolyn is the Electronic Poll Book
Specialist and I’m the Voting Machine Specialist--but it doesn’t end there. As one of my early co-workers used to say
when asked what he did, he would respond, “I do what the Chief and Assistant
Chief don’t want to do and for that they pay me about $36,000 a year. Don’t get excited, we hardly get $36,000 a
year, but in addition to our specified duties, we also do “what the Chief and
Assistant Chief don’t want to do. Not
bragging, but take the two of us out of the equation and the team would come
crashing to the ground. The Election
Office tried to convince Carolyn and me to go help another precinct this
election, but due to loyalty to our current precinct, we turned them down. Our county is in the process of forming 12 to
14 new precincts and need many more senior officers. Through that process we may get a similar offer
again. We may have to reconsider. We might be happier “spreading our wings,”
better utilizing our own organizational skills, and have the opportunity to
lead rather than follow.
There weren’t options when
we started a few years ago to work in our “home precinct” and to my knowledge
still aren’t. As a result we went to our
current precinct and so enjoyed the people working that we asked to stay. Since then, several of the workers who made
it so much fun have left. Additionally,
this precinct has a large percentage of different ethnicities. Far from being prejudice, this creates so
many issues with trying to determine voter’s eligibility due to language
barriers and rampant misunderstanding of the voting process by many of the
voters.
Now, the good news, with the
stress of the election behind us, we are now ready to “glide” through the rest
of fall and winter and hopefully better enjoy the things we want to do until
spring comes around again.
Having had the opportunity
to vent a little, maybe just like gas--this to will pass and we’ll do it all
over again next Election Day--then again, maybe not--or at least we’ll to it in
a different environment.
mlm
Content
Contributors for the Week
Kate
(Roberts)
All
those who sent messages to the Email “Bag”
Thank
you all!
Remembering…
Editor’s
Note: We are approaching the 50th
anniversary of the death of John F. Kennedy.
We believe it would be interesting to have a remembering edition on what
our readers remember about where they were, what they were doing, how they
reacted to the news of the death of John F. Kennedy. So please send us your memories/reactions to mmay@234enterprises.com. We are sure everyone will enjoy reading
those.
Editor’s
Note: The
Derl Williams
My father, Clifford “Clif” Lee Williams was the tenth child of
twelve; and seventh son. He was born one
mile east of Rocky, spent his growing up years a few miles north of Gotebo in
the Odessa Area; all that is left of the community is the graveyard, which
contains more than 50 of my kin.
Dad moved his family to the Adam’s Place five miles east of Snyder
about Christmas time in 1937. When
school started after Christmas me and my older sister, Helen, enrolled in
In September 1941 we moved onto the Alma Vandever quarter section
a mile east and half back south of Cold Springs—Sherrill Jennings, who was a
member of the Cold Springs Friends Church bought the farm in 1944; and Dad
bought the Miller Farm a mile due east of the Otter Creek Farm. Middle Otter—now Glenn—Creek ran along the
north boundary of the farm and old highway #183 ran diagonally across it. The old camelback truss bridge spanned Otter
and one of our favorite playing places.
There were five of us kids.
Our family attended Mountain Park Schools; church in Snyder; took our
grain to the Cold Springs elevator; and cotton to
Dad was called to the ministry—
Dad farmed cotton, primarily; we always had ten or 12 cows to milk
for their cream; and chickens for the eggs; that fed the family. In the off season he also worked for City
Service Station in Snyder; and later at Nash’s.
While pastoring a church in
Oh Yes! My
brother Jack. He spent all but a couple
years in Kiowa & Washita Counties.
Dad was pastoring a church in Carnegie where he graduated with the class
of 1953. He owned a White’s Auto Store
in Cordell for several years in the mid-60s; worked at the bank there, before
moving to Snyder and working for T.C. Huckabee, who used to finance our
4-H projects for us. He moved to the
Sentinel Bank in the early 70s and retired there a few years back, sorta. Between him and his wife, Margaret, a native
of Gotebo; they know everyone and their children and grandchildren in both
Kiowa & Washita Counties—a bit of an exaggeration, perhaps!!
I look forward
to further correspondence and sharing my memories of the Cold Springs Community
and beyond.
Derl Williams
30 Oct 2013
P.S. I
attended Cameron with Jack Trotter, 1950
Cold
Springs
Cold Springs was well past its heyday—peaking at
around 250 residents—when our family moved to Middle Otter Creek in early fall
1941. County history books provide a
detailed account of its founding and businesses it once contained. And although the site of Cold Springs is not
under water, it is in the Tom Steed
Reservoir basin, requiring all buildings to be
removed.
In mine and Jack’s visit to the town site earlier
this year, the only familiar landmark found was the reinforced concrete base
for the City public water supply, which came from a hand pump set atop this
concrete slab. My friend Francis
McKinney, who pastored the
has since been removed—some seven years earlier.
I hold memories of the Clevenger service station and
garage as one entered town; the school house, post office,
Cold Springs’ first grocery store was built early by
the McLaughlin brothers and I was surprised to read that my
Note: I especially enjoyed the last paragraph about
the Nelsons. I grew up attending the
Thoughts from
the Squirrel Lair
Last Cab
Ride
I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my
shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and
walked up to the door and knocked. 'Just
a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across
the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A
small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox
hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase.
The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no
knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with
photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said.
I took the suitcase to the cab; then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward
the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I
would want my mother to be treated.'
'Oh, you're such a good boy,’ she said. When
we got in the cab, she gave
me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no
hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.’
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her
eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any
family left,' she continued in a soft voice.' The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once
worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they
were newlyweds. She had me pull up in
front of a furniture warehouse that
had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and
would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm
tired. Let's go now'.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building,
like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were
solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said
'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk.
What if that woman had gotten an angry
driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had
honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my
life.
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may
consider a small one.
PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU
SAID ~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.
If you have read to this point, you won't have to be asked to pass it along
you just will. Thank you, my friend.
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here, we might as well
dance.
Alumni Website
We
have renewed the account that Wanda Jackson had set up at the photo sharing
website, picturetrail.com for the Roosevelt Alumni: http://www.picturetrail.com/rooseveltalumni. She had posted many pictures from past
reunions, class panels, and old schools buildings along with write ups about
them. We thought you might find these
interesting if you haven’t visited this site in the past.
Cooperton Valley Picture Trail
The “
Interesting
Tidbits
The First
Yield Sign
This
is an interesting bid of history.
********
Flyover at Arrowhead Stadium Sunday, October 13
As you know the budget cuts
have eliminated the military flyovers at large events. Well, there's a
group of guys in
Hope you enjoy this short
video as much as I did.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VImNBuJW3sQ
News
Birthday Celebration
Jerry
Hayslip reports that the “
We
might add that if you haven’t visited Jerry’s Place for a Sunday lunch, you
have certainly missed a good meal. And
you have probably missed an opportunity to visit with old friends as almost
every week you will be sure to find a current or former resident of
********
The
Roosevelt Senior Citizens has reopened from the summer break. Lunch is served from 11:30 a.m. to 1:00
p.m. Lunch for Seniors is $4 and for the
younger generation is $5.
The
menu for next week is as follows:
Tuesday,
Nov. 12: Spaghetti w/meat sauce, English
peas, Garlic Bread, Salad Bar, Dessert
Thursday,
Nov. 14: Pork Chop, Mashed
Potatoes/gravy, Green Beans, Rolls, Salad Bar, Dessert
********
The
Roosevelt Haunted House finished this year’s edition at the new location, the
Kimray place northeast of
********
The
********
The Kiowa County
Genealogical Society will meet at 7 p.m., Tuesday, November 12 in the Jake
Slaner Room at the Jane Phelan Library in
********
The Kiowa
County Historical Society will have a bake sale on Thursday, November 21,
during Moonlight Madness. The sale will
be in the Hobart Chamber of Commerce Office at
The Museum
Christmas Open House is Friday, December 6 from 1:00 to 3:00 p.m. Stop by the Museum to enjoy some wonderful
treats and fellowship.
If you are
not a member of the Society, you should consider joining. The Society does great work and the Museum is
one of the best anywhere. It certainly
does a great job of showcasing the history of
Birthdays and
Anniversaries
We
have compiled all of the birthday and anniversary information we could from
Wanda’s files. We are sure we are
missing some. Please send us the
birthdays and anniversaries for your family and friends so that we can have as
complete as list as possible. We are
going to start with what we have from Wanda’s files so if we miss you, please
send us the information so we have it for the news next year. In addition, should any of the birthdays we
list be wrong, also please let us know.
Happy Birthday
To:
November 8 – Gatlin Jennings
November 8 – Corben Wayne Horton
November 8 – Phillip Liles, Class of 1954
November 9 – Karen May
November 9 – Kylee Dawn Cantrell - Karla Thomas Granddaughter
November 10 – Clyde Blackwood,
Class of 1943
November 11 – Tommy McCallick
November 12 – Edith McCallick
November 12 – Sharla Bosin
November 13 – Louise (Hopkins) Kendall, Class of 1971
November 13 – Mike Ellis
November 13 – Keyna Liles Metcalf
November 14 – Cade Moore
Humor
Prayer in School
People (and the law) say
there is NO prayer in public schools. If
you have worked in one you know better, there is lots of praying going on in
public schools. It does not apply in this funny, but it is good humor anyway.
Teacher fell asleep in class
and Little Johnny walked up to him.
Little Johnny: “Teacher are
you sleeping in class?”
Teacher: “No I am not sleeping in class.”
Little Johnny: “What were you doing sir?”
Teacher: “I was talking to God.”
The next day Little Johnny
fell asleep in class and the same teacher walks up to him.
Teacher: “Johnny, you are sleeping in my class.”
Little Johnny: “No not me sir, I am not sleeping.”
Angry teacher: “What were you doing?”
Little Johnny: “I was talking to God.”
Angry teacher: “What did He say?”
Little Johnny: “God said He never spoke to you yesterday.”
From the Email
“Bag”
November
5, 2013
Hey Mike,
Today we had a phone call
from Norma Horn (claims to be your Dad's cousin). She read Val's monthly column
in "Mature Living", a SBC magazine, and thought she might be my wife.
She now lives in
Norma is 87 and seems in
good health. She would welcome a contact
from you.
We were in Roosevelt on
October 16 on a "bucket list" trip to
A funny thing happened while
we were there. Our daughter-in-law, Judy, had a package to mail to
We told Norene about this
and later that evening she and Betty came to a meeting in
Keep up your good work; we
enjoy your news.
Peace,
Jim Harvey
Food for
Thought
Buy American
The
information in this video certainly gives us something to think about. Hopefully, each of us can take action.
https://youtube.googleapis.com/v/4FrGxO2Fn_M
Obituaries
LuVerna
Mahoney, 91,
http://www.rayandmarthas.com/CurrentObituary.aspx?did=2b3be5f8-af0d-4c63-a9ea-7ec979d40c22
Vesta Elizabeth (Whitlow)
Bauman, 93, Class of 1937
http://havenbrookfuneralhome.com/sitemaker/sites/Havenb1/obit.cgi?user=1141883Bauman
Felix Valderas, 74,
http://www.rayandmarthas.com/CurrentObituary.aspx?did=b8f8b00a-61f7-4bee-929e-4ab238587ba2
Michael Jay Adler, 58,
Snyder
http://www.beckerfuneral.com/sitemaker/sites/becker0/obit.cgi?user=1154189Adler
Useful
Links:
Becker
Funeral Home of Snyder, OK
http://www.beckerfuneral.com/?page=snyder
Peoples
Cooperative Funeral
http://www.peoplescooperativefuneralhome.com/who-we-are/history
Ray
and Martha’s Funeral Home of Hobart,
http://www.234enterprises.com/Roosevelt%20Cemetery%20Layout.htm
http://www.picturetrail.com/sfx/album/listing/user/rooseveltcemetery
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=2176228
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?=cr&CRid=99577&CScn=Springhill+Cemetery&CScntry=4&CSst=38&
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=98525
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=99399&CScn=Hobart+Rose&CScntry=4&CSst=38
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=2246374&CScn=Resurrection&CScntry=4&CSst=38
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=99042&CScn=Mountain+Park&CScntry=4&CSst=38
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=99397&CScn=roosevelt&CScntry=4&CSst=38
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=99439
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