Note: This is a reprint of a post I published a couple of years ago, but I think it’s still apropos today, so I’m running it again this year.
It’s hard for me to give up old traditions. Am I the only one who has noticed that Thanksgiving seems to have been relegated to the back of the bus these days? I remember the days when, November, not October, was the beginning of the holiday season. First it was Thanksgiving to celebrate the God given bounties we enjoy in this country, and then… Continue reading
Some additional wisdom from another one of the old fables. The story you are about to read is a simple little story. Those who were born prior to 1960 have likely read one of the many adaptations. It began as part of the folk lore tradition, and it wasn’t until the early years of the 19th century, after the Brothers Grimm tales were printed in Germany, that Henny Penny appeared in Print in the Danish language.
Many versions under many ttitles have sprung up in America since John Greene Chandler introduced… Continue reading
One day as the little red hen was scratching in the field, she found a grain of wheat.
“This wheat should be planted,” she said. “Who will plant this grain of Wheat?”
“Not I,” said the Cat.
“Not I” said the Dog
“Then I will,” said the little red hen, and she did. Soon the wheat grew tall and yellow.
“The wheat is ripe,” said… Continue reading
Rube has a few more remarks he wants to add to his last post. So here he is again.
Howdy agin, folks:
There has been some news stories lately that’s a rankin’ the IQs of various U.S. Presidents. I don’t rightly know what that Obama feller’s IQ (intelligence quotient) is. It might be 160, fer all I, or anybody else knows for that matter, (all his school records has been locked away and sealed) but I… Continue reading
There is an old song that was written back in 1929 by Andy Razaf and Paul Denniker, titled S’posin’ that has been recorded by several recording artists over the ensuing years, including Bing Crosby, Perry Como, and Frank Sinatra. The title is slang for the word supposing. If you will indulge me, I would like to do a little “s’posin” of my own here. And, please, if there are any politically correct buffs reading this post, don’t read into my use of the word s’posin’ as… Continue reading
Well, Rube has another guest post this week, and I must tell you it’s a bit of a doozy, but perhaps not outside the realm of possibility, so I’ve decided to give him the forum to cite his case. Without further ado, here’s Rube.
Howdy folks. Well, first I wanna thank Will for lettin’ me share some of my thoughts about that Hillary lady who has been in the news quite a lot the past few weeks with all that… Continue reading
The situation today being what it is with the country being so ideologically divided this story seems apropos for the times. As the flyer asks: a fantasy, or is it? Could it portend a repeat of history? There is an old axiom that says, “those who… Continue reading
Following are excerpts from a column I wrote for the Idaho State Journal a few years ago, which are still apropos today.
When I was in the farming business, we had a term for tractors and trucks that weren’t up to the task of pulling or transporting the loads we expected of them. We referred to them as “gutless wonders.” We have Republican members of Congress to whom I would give that same moniker. The United States is facing major crises and… Continue reading
They say the eyes are the window into a man’s soul. Look into the eyes in this image. Are they the eyes of an honest man? They are certainly the eyes of a determined man. A few days ago, Dan Weber, president of the Association of Mature American Citizens (AMAC) wrote a piece in the AMAC newsletter asking our acting president to speak out against the shooting of policemen that have been occurring throughout the country lately. I wrote a response to that article in the comment section. I have repeated it here.
Mr. Weber:… Continue reading
I believe we Americans bear a certain similarity to Rip Van Winkle in that we, metaphorically speaking, have been sleeping for the past one hundred years or so while many of our liberties have faded away.
Most of us are familiar with Washington Irving’s story of Rip Van Winkle; at least we should be, it was a story told to all school children in years past. I don’t know why, but I got to thinking the other day about this story and how Rip Van Winkle slept twenty years of his life away. I… Continue reading