- From Fly Creek
- Hauling history home Anne and I have a trip ahead of us. We'll be trundling south in our bought-used-but-still-great Mercury Mountaineer SUV.
- 'So how's it going?' The headline is a question I get a dozen times a day, almost always from friends and neighbors who want a real answer. Bless them for that.
'So how's it going?'
The headline is a question I get a dozen times a day, almost always from friends and neighbors who want a real answer. Bless them for that.
The haunting of Bill O'Reilly
I guess we can stand it, friends: only about a thousand more hours till Election Day. Finally the air will clear somewhat of all the rant, cant, and mud slinging that’s polluted it for — how long? — ever since the last national election. Enough! I’m choking on smarmy, mean-souled stuff; and I’ll bet you are, too.
- Thinking of Shanksville
Great, echoing space!
All that wonderful space is now in our garage, barn, and basement, which all look so much bigger and better than before.
- Hamlet news; plus cat-patting
'Now trust me on this ...'
The Crier doesn’t have a food column, but I’ve shared a few recipes with you over the years. Perhaps you’ll remember “Cooking Your Own Goose,” and the varied formulae for a Fly Creek martini. Well, 10 summers ago I shared a barbecued grilled chicken that’s become a staple for Anne and me when we get into really hot weather around here — like now. And so, here it is again.
From Fly Creek: Dr. Massey, martyr by mistake
Last column I told you about a sobering discovery as I carried forward an attempted clean sweep of debris from my desk. It was the 1814 Will of my Great-greatgreat- grandfather Owings in which he distributed among his heirs, and along with other kinds of chattel, a whole list of slaves, men, women, and children.
From Fly Creek: Chattel: tangible property other than land
I’m hoeing out my desk, top and file-drawer contents, a task easier than Hercules had with the Augean stables, but maybe not much.
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