Must Read Article
Dear Gerry and Readers,
I stumbled upon the MOST fabulous article, what I’d call a must-read for everyone! It’s not too long as published, but it would take up too much newspaper space.
The article is a Dec. ‘57 print of a panel discussion by Central High, Little Rock, students (black and white) concerning the then-recent integration of the “Little Rock Nine” under armed guard into their school.
Letter Length
Please, dear Editor, have mercy on us readers. Please, please reinstate your limit on word length for letters to the editor.
In the 09-27-2017 edition of the Mason County News, Dr. Christopher Keating responded to Kendal Hemphill’s Outdoors Outpost column of 09-20-2017. The original column and the rebuttal letter were on the subject of climate change.
So as not to have to count words, I measured the length of the Hemphill column at 25 1/8” and the Keating letter at 36 ...
To the Editor,
Thanks much to Chris Keating for his detailed explanation of the science of climate change caused by human activity. And thanks for his explanation of the simple rules of civil discourse.
Dan Barton
Streeter
“Katharine Hepburn” Brownies
courtesy: Epicurious
I stumbled across this recipe while searching the internet for some other recipe. It sounded simple, straight-forward and quick. Plus, there were rave revues from folks that had tried it, so I thought I’d make it and see what all the fuss was about. The brownies really turned out well!
I want to thank everyone who helped make Old Yeller Day so special! I’ll not try to name them all because I’m afraid I’d leave someone out, but let me tell you, we couldn’t have Old Yeller Day without the help of so many wonderful people willing to give their time, energy, and talents to make it happen.
On a different note, Saturday is World Card-Making Day.
Driving me crazy
All my life I lived in Mason County, which is pretty much the deer capital of Texas, which is to say it’s the deer capital of the world. I know, Kimble County also claims that title. So does Llano County. And I’d be hard put to prove either of them wrong.
I’ve been going down the Memory Lane this past week. These are some of the memories I remember of the Mason I grew up in.
My Uncle Roy had a men’s clothing and cleaning shop. When we’d go into town we always made a stop at Uncle Roy’s. He’d pull a nickel out of my ear and off I’d go to Rock’s for a ‘cherry coke Dr.
The World of ‘Isms’…
What we knew of “isms,” during days of our youth, was limited. There were many “isms” about which we were totally unaware, and that’s still the case.
Initially, though, we figured words ending in “ism” were bad “mocus,” and to be avoided whenever possible.
Old-timers complained of painful rheumatism; some of ‘em said they had “rheumatiz.” Years later, it dawned on us that the two terms are interchangeable.
What a wonderful week. The weather was cooler. We had measurable rain, the gentle soaking-in kind of rain. Even though it is the first of October, and my greenhouse is not on its foundation, I am optimistic that this problem will be solved soon. Maybe if I had a party with lots of food and invited young people to move beast.
Canape.
Ca-NAP?
Ca-NAPE?
Mais non, mais non.
It’s actually canapé.
(With an accent mark, don’tcha know.)
French for “sofa,” as in “an upholstered divan.”
So says Trusty Webster.
And pronounced “canopy” or “can-a-pay.”
Here in America where we have Free Speech, we say it like it is.
Or however we feel like saying it.
And here in the Land of the Free, Home of the Brave, canapé is no sofa.
No sirree.
It’s something to eat.
You know…those litt ...
