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CHAMPION—June 3, 2013

        Champions crossed Clever Creek Sunday morning in a fit of trepidation as the south west side of the slab was quite washed out and exposed and the north side an extended bog of mud.   Four wheel drive proved to be a valuable feature of local jalopies.    Later in the day the washed out area had been repaired and the aprons on both sides were much improved.  The water was still very deep and swift with a good deal of clean gravel over the slab, but it was quite passable for an intrepid traveler.  There were some enormous tire tracks in the mud and so it is figured that those fine gentlemen of the Drury Shed had been working on Sunday pulling oxen out of ditches, making things safe in the neighborhood.  Champion! 

        The haymakers are dodging wet weather to get their crops in and some are having great success.  Non-resident Champions in from Illinois are again alternating their time between the tractor seat and the spacious veranda at the Recreation of the Historic Emporium.   Farmers are not only the backbone of the Nation, they are interesting people.   When they get together there is a good deal of speculation, reminiscing and laughter.    The week ahead should be a glorious one for the haymaking enterprise if Monday sets the example.   Linda’s Almanac says that the 6^th and 7^th will be good days for planting root crops and for transplanting.  Sometimes the good day is the one when a person is able to get the work done, or when the rain is expected, or when help is available.  Flexibility is one of those Champion traits.

        Henry David Thoreau wrote, “If we will be quiet and ready enough, we shall find compensation in every disappointment.”  He was talking about defeated expectations.  Thomas Waller had a musical conversation about it. “Boy, what’s the matter with you? “  “Ah, man, everything’s wrong.  My old lady ran off with the ice man.  My daughter ran off with the undertaker, and I’m about to die and I ‘aint got nobody to bury me!”  “Son, don’t let it bother you if now and then, castles tumble, never grumble.  Count from one to ten.”   He goes on to say that a smile is a frown upside down.   A much loved Champion advised in his youth that the road sign that has “expectation” written on one side has “disappointment” on the other.  The key to a moderate life might be to have no expectations.  Where is the fun in that?

        “Where were you on the night of June the 3^rd?   Did you meet a stranger?  Did you take a walk?  Was your heart in danger?”  Those questions by the esteemed Mr. Waller have romantic connotations.  June the 3^rd is the birthday of Ms. McLellan, a great lover of music, as well as the birthday of a certain Margie whose husband is the son of the sister of a certain Champion.   This woman is a talented glass artist and painter, an amazing cook, a contra dancing whiz, a singer of fine voice and knitter extraordinaire, and many other things including beautiful, sweet and friendly.  It is a poor use of time to compare oneself to the likes of her!  She is a peach!

        Young people in the area are getting ready to show their calves at the fair.  Jenna and Jacob Brixey and their cousins are training hard and are expecting to get their pictures in the paper again this year.  The Fox Creek Rodeo has been going strong for a while.  When Taegan Peanunt’s calf got away from her the other day, she just went to the house.  She was fed up and disgusted by the whole thing.  She is a regular farm girl, so she will be back out with it soon.  The three year old sure does like her cow milk.   Foster went airborne, they say, as his calf is a little bigger and new to training.   He is a tough customer though and made a quick recovery.  He had an interesting story to tell about the bear that came into his grandparent’s yard up in Marshfield the other day.  Wayne and Bernice Wiseman saw the critter going between their house and their neighbor’s place.  It spent some time under the neighbor’s trampoline.   There were some pictures on the television news and a short video taken on someone’s telephone.  If Wayne was able to get pictures he will surely bring them to Champion on his next visit.   Foster’s Champion grandmother is not at all unsure that there may be bears in this area.  She has seen them before and is on the lookout, particularly as the berries will soon be coming on.  Her neighborhood is wild and wooly with plenty of room for several nice bears to live.

        The Fox Trotters are having their wonderful to-do this week.  Emerson Rose and her brother, Eli, will be down from Perry, Missouri for the event and will spend some good quality time with their Champion “Grammie” and their cousins.   Their Dad will be competing in various events again.  It is always an exciting time for the family.  It may be that those settlers to the Ozarks in the early 19^th century knew that one day the ambling gait of the horse breed they were developing would be famous the world over.  Old Fox was a Champion horse from right around these parts.  There are pictures of him up in the pavilion at the Fox Trotters pavilion in Ava which is located now on what is called “Missouri Fox Trotting Highway.”    Esther Wrinkles had some good stories to tell about those days when Old Fox was in the Champion neighborhood.  There was a famous event when he was loaded up on a trailer down on what is now known as the ‘square’ in Downtown Champion.   Esther had some great stories to tell and her many friends miss her.  She had 95 years of making friends and experiencing a good life.  She had her trials and disappointments, but through it all, she was a real Champion.   If the rain holds off,  her family will have a sale of many of her things on Friday and Saturday.   It will be a chance for her many admirers not to say good bye.

        Ms. Cleary’s garden is a beauty.  Wilburn is giving her good advice and she is taking it.  She has long straight rows and they are fairly bristling with produce.   Now if the bugs do not get it, or it does not get washed out, and marauding cows or hogs or crows or raccoons do not come to feast there, and if her hoe handle does not break, or her help does not show up, and if it does not get too hot, or if she does not get called away on important business, or a great number of other things about like that, she will most likely have a bountiful harvest.  Her Champion friends wish her much good success.  It is almost a sure bet.

        Good advice, sure bets, cures for disappointment, and recipes for fun are all welcome at Champion Items, Rt. 2, Box 367, Norwood, MO. 65717 or at Champion@getgoin.net.  Look in on www.championnews.us for a lovely cyber-view of the area.  You will be much improved by the effort.  Better yet, make the drive down the long smooth hill from C Highway on WW until the pavement runs out;  then make a right turn.  You will be right in Champion—Looking on the Bright Side!

CHAMPION—May 27, 2013

                Champions are conscious that just a few hours’ drive west the tornado damage in Oklahoma has wrecked homes and lives.  Many have friends and family out there and hopes are that recovery is swift and strong.  It is hard to find the bright side of a tragedy such as this, but there have been a few.  Long lost and estranged siblings and other family members are reaching out to each other to verify their safety and to reconnect.  The squabbles, tiffs and misunderstandings that loosened the ties that bind somehow seem so much less important in the big picture.  In peril, families draw close.  Champion!

                Memorial Day celebrations are of the old fashioned kind in these parts.  People gather at the country cemeteries for religious services and dinner on the grounds.  Graves are decorated as dear ones who have passed away are remembered, and dear ones present are enjoyed and appreciated in sweet fellowship.  For some it is a marathon as their roots are so spread through the area.  For Americans everywhere it is a good time to pause to express Love and Gratitude.

                Miss Alexandra Jean will be having her birthday on the 31^st of May.  She will be seven years old!  She lives in Texas and will be coming with her sister, Zoey Louise, to visit her grandparents as soon as school is out there.  It looks like there will be lots of nice things in the garden for them to pick and that it may be warm enough for a trip to the creek.  Everyone is getting excited.  There will be some good days for planting root crops while they are in Champion and a good chance for some little city girls to get very dirty.  Linda’s Almanac will help.  Find a copy of it on the bulletin board at Henson’s Downtown Grocery and Gas, up at The Plant Place in Norwood, and on line at www.championnews.us.  Another Texan and fine gardener, who lives over west of Ava will celebrate his birthday on the second of June.  His age has not been disclosed, but since some Champions have known him for close to 40 years and he was a grown man when they met, it is figured that he is getting up there.  Happy birthday to him and to Alex and to everyone who wakes up again happy to be alive.  Every day is a cause for celebration in Champion.

                It was good to see Wilma Hutchison’s photographs of Bud’s Champion trail ride.  It looks like those folks had a good time out on the trail.  Larry McFall is a fellow who lives over in Marshfield and has ties to the Denlow community that makes him want to move over this way.  He has a couple of horses so he is looking for ten or so acres to keep them and he might get acquainted with Bud and some of his cronies to enjoy the many trail rides in the area.  Someone said he plays the dobro, so he will fit right in this part of the world. 

                There is a sad tale to tell.  Jerry Wagner has lost his fiddles.  He and Lena returned home Friday from a bluegrass festival up in Curryville, MO.  They parked the RV down in the lower drive this time because they had a car hauler attached to the back of it.  Ordinarily they would have parked up by the house.  No sooner had they got in the house than they looked out and saw black smoke coming out of the RV.  Jerry got back down there but could not get the fire out with the garden hose.  He managed to get the car unhooked before the whole RV erupted in flames.  Lena called the fire department and they came out and extinguished the fire.  Of course, the good thing is that Lena and Jerry are OK.  They were lucky not to have parked up at the house where the fire might have spread to their home.  They have found a number of reasons to be grateful.  But oh!–that beautiful old fiddle!  It had been a gift from an old family friend who had no children to pass it along to and it was a beauty.  They guess it to have been every bit of 150 years old.  It had a sweet sound and Lena said it was easy to play.  The music community is tight knit here and Billy Hicks let Jerry know he would have him a fiddle in short order.  He got together with Bill Connelly who sent two fiddles over for Jerry to try.  He had a gig on Saturday afternoon playing for an alumni banquet over in West Plains, so he must have found one useable.  Maybe the perfect one will fall into his hands one of these days the way he fell through the ceiling for Lena back in Kansas City all those years ago.  The two of them had grown up around these parts but were not acquainted.  Jerry went to school in Mountain Grove, and Lena went to school in Almartha and then Ava, but was a farm girl home milking morning and evening and did not get out very much.  She was the middle one of eleven children and worked in Gainesville in a one person telephone office for a year after she graduated from high school.  Then she moved to Kansas City with a couple of girls and worked there.  That’s where she met Jerry and the rest is pretty much history.  Her baby brother, Lee Ray, still lives in Almartha but is a frequent visitor to Champion.  Lena indicated that he is spoiled, but they would not have it any other way.  He has a very pleasant disposition and a lovely smile and so does his sister.  Jerry might be a little slow getting his smile back, but his many friends and musical acquaintances will help him.    In England in 1720, J. Roberts wrote, “ Ballad Upon a Gentleman’s Sitting upon the Lady W’s Cremona Fiddle.”  “This Fiddle of Fiddles, when it came to be try’d, was as sweet as a Lark and as soft as a Bride.   This Fiddle to see, and its Musick to hear, gave Delight to the Eye, while it ravisht the Ear.”  Well, Roberts goes on to say what all he hoped would happen to that part of the oaf which sat on the fiddle.  Champion friends are glad there is no one to blame for the loss and will just be pleased that the music is in the man.  It will find a way to get out. 

                Get out on the spacious veranda at the Recreation of the Historic Emporium and visit with Lee Ray, or sing, “Uncle Pen played the fiddle, how he made it ring.  You could hear it talk.  You could hear it sing.” In Champion—Looking on the Bright Side!

THE 2013 DENLOW SCHOOL REUNION
The weather was perfect for the 27th annual Denlow School Reunion on Saturday. At eleven in the morning the school bell rang out and students, family and friends assembled for an interesting program. Fred Follis led the group in The Pledge of Allegiance. In his remarks, master of ceremonies, Robert Upshaw, noted that the first reunion was held in 1987, and there were 250 people in attendance. There were considerably fewer this time. The past year saw the passing of a number of students and spouses including Lorene Johnston, Vivian Shannon, Velma Hopper, Esther Wrinkles, Sue Upshaw, Bryan Gray, and Ray Mallernee.
The Memorial Day week end was designated as the most appropriate time for the reunion for a number of reasons, not the least of which had to do with the many Veterans who had attended the school as children. During World War II, Lavern Miller landed on Omaha Beach in France and fought all the way across France and Germany and was in Salzburg, Austria when the war ended. Fred Follis joined the Marine Corps in 1961. Tom Coley joined the Navy in 1956 and liked it. He stayed until 1977. Darrell Cooley was drafted in 1962 and was in Viet Nam in 1963 and 1964. Dailey Upshaw was in the air Force and said he mostly did paperwork. Dean Brixie was in the air Force from 1962 to 1966. He said he joined to see something of the world and what he saw was Arkansas. He was an electrician on the Titan II missiles. Robert Upshaw spent 21 years in the Air Force before returning to his roots. Pete Proctor spoke movingly about his trip this time last year to Washington D.C. with his son Bryan who had just finished 20 years of service. Pete was 23 years old when he was drafted and he served in Viet Nam and this was his first trip to see the memorial there. He said it was a life changing experience. He said that he was told that the Viet Nam Memorial went up before the World War II Memorial as a compensation for the way they were treated when they returned home. He also spoke about the Korean War Memorial with its life like statues of soldiers in the field. Pete suggests that every American, particularly every Veteran, would benefit by a visit to these important National Memorial sites.
Ruby Proctor won the first door prize of the day which was a small handsaw and a flashlight. Rick Wilkey of Kentucky, was the youngest in attendance, and was selected to draw the door prize tickets. He drew his own number and that of a family member, so there were a couple of flashlights and hand saws sent home to Kentucky and Tennessee. It was all in good fun. Then there was a great pot-luck luncheon that begged dieters to step out of their restrictions for a day. Beautiful deserts and wonderful conversations followed until some were about ready for a nap. The group retired to the lovely outdoor pavilion then for music and more visiting. A guitar and a fiddle came out of their cases and the Eight of January and a number of other wonderful old tunes ensued. Then came a banjo and a couple more guitars and things got lively. Toes were tapping and Sally Prock would have danced a jig with just a little encouragement.
Lavern Miller, with the help of Kenneth Anderson, conducted the auction which, according to one of Ruby’s nephews who had traveled from Oregon for the occasion, should have been recorded for its pure comic value. Elizabeth Johnston kept the books and a nice nest egg was set aside to help pay for the next reunion. Those who signed the registry this year were: Linda Jean Popek, Dean Upshaw, Dailey Upshaw, Fae Upshaw Krider, Fred and Jean Follis, Mary and Ken Gerald, Barbara and Kenneth Anderson, Loretta Upshaw, Kaye Upshaw Johnston, Tom Cooley, Darrell Cooley, Lorie Cox, Johnnie Cox, Bonnie Brixie Mullens, Wilda Moses, Phillis and Pete Proctor, Robert Dean Brixey, Cathie Alsup Riley, Rick Wilkey, Jessie Mae Miller, Lavern Miller, Sally Prock, Jef and Bev Schellenger, Shirley Brixie, Ed Williams, Sonja and Allison Williams, Larry McFall. Among those in attendance who did not sign the registry were Russell Upshaw, Carol Barnhart, James and Jana Brixie with their two young ones, Norris Woods and a couple of guitar playing guests, David and Julie Hicks, Richard Johnston, Peggy Hancock, Sharon Upshaw, Pete Mullens, Frank and Freda Proctor and a number of others. It is believed that a good time was had by all.

CHAMPION—May 20, 2013

        “Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer…”  Champions now forget the discontent of winter which was not much except for its length and move straight on to glorious summer.  Last Sunday morning found frost in low spots and Tuesday temperatures reached 90˚.  There will yet be some spring before the season changes officially on June 21^st.  Meanwhile on days that are too damp or too hot, friends can gather around the tables in the meeting room at Henson’s Downtown G & G  and discuss current events or daydreams.   Daydreams include the speculation about just how one might handle having won the six hundred million dollars in the Power Ball drawing.  It turns out that Wes and the Cowboy did not have to worry about it.  It sounded like it was just going to make life complicated for either one of them anyway, particularly as it related to the possibility of finding out about how many new kin folks they might have in Douglas County.  As it happens they are both lucky after all!  Champion! 

        A firefighter from over near Evans said that deer have eaten his entire broccoli planting.  He could understand it last year since everything was so dry and foodstuffs were in such short supply for the deer, but now it seems the animals have developed a taste for broccoli and are neglecting the fair nature routinely prepares for them.   Darlene’s sweetheart has been taking care of an orphaned deer and thinks he might bring it down to Champion since there are no resident dogs to keep it out of the tidy little garden there.  He might just be teasing.  Raccoons and possums are making a mess of things up in north Champion.  Some folks were thinking about getting a yard dog to at least bark when the pests come around the garden at night.  Then someone said a person would have to have two dogs because one would just lie on the porch and think to himself, “Look, there’s a raccoon in the garden.”  It takes that second dog for top-dog competition to spark the bark that scares the raccoon or at least wakes up the gardener who can go out with the shotgun and hope he does not shoot his own dog.  Monday morning found some unknown local dog owner alert to the fact that the dog met a skunk Sunday night.  That pain filled squealing bark was clearly heard during the night and confirmed by the wafting aroma through the otherwise quiet valley. 

        Says The General, “Have you ever wondered what went wrong when everything was going right?  Have you ever done something yesterday that you could have put off until today or next week?  Have you ever wasted your time reading or writing stupid questions?  Well, come to the Denlow School Reunion on 25 May 2013, waste my and your time and well put a stop to this.”  That is an invitation spread out like a thick swipe of warm mayonnaise across the whole of the World Wide Web via Facebook.  It is most generally figured that people who have some connection with the Denlow community of old will be the primary attendees to this soirée, though new arrivals, descendants of old timers, nosey neighbors, and a few rank strangers have been known to show up and all are welcome.  By late morning a crowd will gather and at about eleven o’clock repair inside for a full program of patriotism, history, fun and folly, led flawlessly by the venerated orator himself.  Then it is off to an exquisite pot luck luncheon and finally music and an auction in the pavilion where one might find any number of extraordinary items, the sale of which will benefit the reunion.   Last year Wayne and Jo Ann Anderson celebrated their 56^th wedding anniversary at the reunion.  Who knows what will happen this time!  The General says, “Come on down!”

        Linda spent some time in Kansas City this week at the high school graduation of her granddaughter.  It is a momentous occasion for families to gather in recognition and celebration of young people who are doing well and doing what they are supposed to be doing.  It is a step forward in to independent grown up life.  On their way to adulthood they will all have adventures, heartaches and successes and will handle those situations in the way they have been taught, by their parents and other family members, by teachers, preachers, pop-stars and peers.   Sometimes one comes to the revelation that he is an adult with a sense of incredulity.   This often happens to people in their forties when they look up and wonder who the ‘real adults’ are, only to find they are themselves.  While it can be a joyful observation that there is no ‘oversight’ committee and an adult can do pretty much as he pleases, it is also daunting to realize that an adult is completely, personally responsible for his own condition and circumstance.  Champions applaud the accomplishments of young people and wish them the best of good luck!

        This whole week up through Friday will be good for planting above the ground crops and for transplanting and doing all those good things in the garden.  Linda was busy making some wonderful red, white, and blue petunia hanging baskets for Memorial Day last week and they are really pretty.  Her bedding plants are looking good and she will have vegetable plants started and ready just at the right time for transplanting even if a gardener is running behind.  Champion gardeners are so pleased to have such a good neighbor.  Charlene has her own vegetable garden there at The Plant Place and the sisters have established a Perennial Garden where a person can sit on a bench and marvel at all the blooming beauty.  Enjoy Linda’s Almanac at www.championnews.us or on the bulletin board at The Champion Store. 

        Memorial Day week end finds friends and families gathering all over the country.  The sacrifices of those who serve the Nation in and out of uniforms are recognized with Love and Gratitude and the passing of loved ones is acknowledged with flowers and with precious shared memories. “Amazing Grace” and many other sweet songs will be sung to express patriotism and hope for the Nation.  Sing “Glory, glory, Hallelujah!” out on the spacious veranda of the Recreation of the Historic Emporium over on the North Side of the Square.  You’ll be looking out over the tranquility of one of the world’s truly beautiful places, Champion—Looking on the Bright Side!

CHAMPION—May 13, 2013

        Champion phone lines and internet services were fairly clogged with well-wishing sons and daughters hoping to get through to speak with their dear old Mothers on Sunday.  Monday finds the old darlings smiling and contented to have been remembered.  Some had the good fortune to see their offspring face to face.  Others have plans for a visit soon and look forward to it with optimism.  When the English, Irish, and Scotts made their trips to the New World back in the 17^th, 18^th and 19^th centuries, most were on a one way, one time only voyage.  It was the same with the prairie schooners and wagon trains headed west across the country later on.  To look at a child departing for the unknown wild world with their heads full of hope and adventure must have weighed heavily on rooted parents that were left behind.  To know for a certainty that their eyes would never lite again on their precious child must have been a burden as they embraced for the last time.  Surely it would have been a struggle to present a expression of encouragement and enthusiasm as they looked at each other finally with determination to remember every line of the beloved face.   Stoic parents smiled and waved that handkerchief until their traveler has crested the hill or rounded the bend, out of sight forever.  Sometimes those who think idealistically that they were born in the wrong century might consider the hardships and heartaches of those times as well as the simplicity and romance.  Fledglings still must leave the nest and their parents must help.  Fortunately, in the 21^st century, there are telephones and airplanes and an appreciation for good change.   Champion!

        Elmer looked over at another good looking old gray haired old man the other day and said, “You and I are the old timers now.”   He said that he had never seen a year when so many of the old people had passed away.  It was observed that the older a person gets the more dead people he knows.   News has arrived of the passing of a lovely old friend.  She was an exciting, vibrant individual with a great love for good music of all kinds, and of good people of all kinds.  She wrote about her very special neighborhood, “…in which better friends and neighbors could not be found.  Now, it appears I am on my way out under the ministrations of Hospice Austin.  I’m almost 83 and I certainly don’t feel deprived after spending so many happy years in this town.  Love, Nancy.”  She was a gracious lady in life and departing it.  Those who love her are waving that handkerchief and smiling at the privilege of having known her. 

        Two of Linda Cooley’s grandchildren have birthdays in May and her own birthday is on Wednesday.  That is also the special day (May 15^th) for Miss Elizabeth Heffern of Springfield.  She has Champion grandparents and is therefore an amazingly lucky young lady.  The 16^th is the birthday of a tireless Skyline VFD Auxiliary worker, Karen Griswold.  She lives next door to a wonderful passel of grandchildren and so will be grandly celebrated.  Mr. Boardfeet is a Champion son living far away but not so far that he cannot be reached by telephone on his birthday, also on the 16^th.  Skyline prekindergarten student, Meikel Kline, will have his party on the 17^th.  The 18^th of May is always set aside among the good memories of one Champion daughter.  Exer Hector was born May 18, 1913 and passed away in 1975. “Dear Mother, Thirty eight years later, I still remember your face.”   Skyline first grader, Heidi Strong has her birthday on the 22^nd, sharing it with the charming Teresa Wrinkles, of Vanzant.  All her Champion friends wish her well and hope that something unexpected and wonderful happens for her that day, or the day before, or the next day…every day!

        Linda’s Almanac from over in Norwood indicates that the 14^th and 15^th will be most favorable for planting above-ground crops, seedbeds and flower gardens.  After that the next good time to plant will start on the 20^th and go through the 24^th.   The 18^th and 19th will both be good days to prune to discourage growth.   Find a copy of the Almanac on line at www.championnews.us or on the bulletin board at Henson’s Downtown G&G in the city center.   Linda always has a copy of the Almanac to share up at The Plant Place, together with information, advice and encouragement vital for a fruitful garden.  A harried person, not fond of being continually told what to do, might look at the document with resentment, as it mandates the best days to plow, cultivate, plant, weed, harvest, prune, fertilize, transplant, wean , and a host of other farm chores.  Building such resentment would be a mistake (always).  The Almanac is better viewed as a tool so that even the most minimal effort might have the best chance of producing good results.   Then Mom can say, “Thanks for what little you did do!”  That is a special expression of Love and Gratitude.

        There were eighteen riders on Bud Hutchison’s Champion trail ride the other day.  Reports are that it was a pleasant trip to and fro and spectators came to admire the horses and see the party off.  Some stayed and waited happily for their return.   They figured rightly that there could be no more pleasant a spot to while away a few hours.    There were others that would like to have gone along, but circumstances stood in the way.  Obstacles sometimes make the journey more interesting, sometimes they end it all together.  Good hopes are that every cowboy who wants to ride gets to do so next time. Bob Wills sang a song written by Fred Rose.  “There’s a big rock in the road and it’s there blockin’ the road.  Lots of caress folks have found it so you better get around it.  There’s a big rock in the road.”   Sing your favorite traveling song on the spacious veranda down at the Historic Emporium over on the North Side of the Square.   While away a moment as you just stand still and enjoy the feeling of Spring in the air in one of the world’s truly beautiful places—Champion!  Looking on the Bright Side!

CHAMPION—May 6, 2013

        In Champion, as in the rest of the country, Mother’s Day is an opportunity for children to express their love and appreciation to their special Mothers. They make cards and draw pictures, and glue macaroni on to various things that then get painted. Mothers hold on to these precious mementos until they are yellow or crumbling with age and then relegate them to shoe boxes with tissue paper, just not being willing to let the priceless memories go. As the years go by gifts become more sophisticated. By the time a person is grown, his Mother has become a mature adult and, with some exceptions, most have accumulated just about everything they need. By and large, Champion Mothers are not looking for things, but for a little time and attention. A visit of an hour or two with a grown child is a real gift. If the child exhibits any interest in her life before he was born, or any curiosity about her as an individual, that is ‘priceless,’ as they say. They also say that a mother is only as happy as her least happy child. So if you want to please the old girl, take good care of yourself and be happy. Champion!

        Jimmy Rogers was called the yodeling brakeman. This is one of the stories he shared through music; “I had a home out in Texas, down where the bluebonnets grew. I had the kindest old mother; how happy we were just we two. Till one day the angels called her, the debt we all have to pay. She called me close to her bedside, these last few words to say. ‘Son, don’t start drinking and gambling. Promise you all always go straight.’ Ten years have passed since that parting, that promise I’ve broke, I must say. I started in gambling for pass time. At last I was just like them all. I bet my clothes and my money, not dreaming that I’d ever fall. One night I bet all my money, nothing was left to be seen. All that I needed to break them was one card and that was a queen. The cards were dealt all ‘round the table, each man took a card on the draw. I drew the one that would beat them; I turned it and here’s what I saw. I saw my mother’s picture, and somehow she seemed to say, ‘Son, you have broken your promise,’ so I tossed the cards away. My winnings I gave to a newsboy, I knew I was wrong from the start. And I’ll never forget that promise, to Mother, the queen of my heart.” That is a song that Jerry Wagner could surely play. He does a great job with “Waiting for a Train.” The General posted that he ‘liked’ bluegrass aficionado, Sherry Bennett’s post of a UTube video to the Facebook that was called Vanzant Community Center Vanzant MO. It is about 39 minutes long and was made in April last year. Jerry and a couple of dozen other well-known area musicians entertained a large crowd of appreciative listeners. This is an ongoing event about every Thursday (except for when it snows.) It commences about six and is worth the drive.

        It looks like a beautiful day for Bud Hutchison’s trail ride. Esther Wrinkles used to like to know when they were going to be in her neighborhood so she could watch them go by. She really enjoyed the wagon trains that come through in the fall too. Champions miss their old friends. Bud’s bunch will see a lot of folks out in their gardens as they go ambling by. Linda’s Almanac from over at the Plant Place in Norwood indicates that the 9th, 10th and 11th will all be good days to plant crops that bear above the ground. They say that those will be cloudy wet days too, so they will be all the better for transplanting. The sun ought to be out nicely still on the 8th though and gardeners getting the plots ready to plant will stand up to wave as the handsome equestrians promenade. They will wipe the mud off the shovel handle as the boys and girls go by and try to figure out just which one of them is the ‘special’ cowboy who seems to get so much attention. They all seem to deserve it.

        School is almost over for the year. The children at Skyline are having their important tests this week. They will get to exhibit the knowledge they have accumulated throughout the year and then will be set free like chickens to run around the yard and scratch up whatever they want to. So begins what will seem like a long, long summer to some of the children. To old folks, already in the autumn of their years, summer will be gone in a flash. Young or old, Champions are of a mind to make the very most of their summer days. Some will pass many hours out on the spacious veranda of the Recreation of the Historic Emporium over on the North Side of the Square in Beautiful Downtown Champion. They will enjoy the shade and the cool breeze and the company of friends and neighbors coming and going. Visitors will come from far and wide, back to the beautiful Ozark hills and hollows, which truly comprise as pretty a place as there is anywhere on the big round planet.

        There has been some complaint about the length of the Champion News article: “rambling and wordy.” Critique, stories, and suggestions are welcome at Champion Items, Rt. 2 Box 367, Norwood, MO 65717 or at Champion at getgoin.net. The archives at www.championnews.us have every article since August 2006, preserved in unedited original form. Hope is they express appreciation for the amazing beauty of the place, the colorful and interesting history of the place, the colorful and interesting inhabitants of the place past and present, and Optimism. Champion—Looking on the Bright Side!

CHAMPION—April 29, 2013

        The bright beautiful days in Champion speak for themselves. They are the halcyon days that are the ideal ones that people will remember. Halcyon means untroubled and peaceful. The definition provided here is for the benefit of a great Champion friend who called last week looking for a definition to a particular word in the article. It was a lovely chat. She was pleased to find out what the word meant and provided some first-hand information that Louise Hutchison has made herself comfortable at the Heart of the Ozarks Healthcare Center in Ava, She is receiving mail and visitors there. Address your note to Louise Hutchison, Room 205 Heart of the Ozarks, 2001 South Jefferson, Ava, 65608. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Wilburn is busy getting the garden in. He has some help and is putting forth some good effort to teach and to ‘learn’ his protégé how to make a garden. They had it all plowed and raked and ready to go (with some neighborly mechanical help) when the big deluge hit and washed it all over the place. These nice days will see them getting it all back together again. The lovely Ms. McC says they have radishes and lettuce up looking good. Champion!

        A week’s worth of special birthdays goes like this: April 30th–Taegan Krider, fourth (or maybe fifth) generation Champion celebrates her third birthday! Then: May 1–Ida Mae Green, Texas cousin and great friend of Champion, Glen Ford, actor, Scott Carpenter, astronaut, Mrs. Teri Ryan, super Skyline math teacher, Silvana Sherrill super Skyline kindergarten student; May 2—Catherine II Empress of Russia, Mrs. Sleep, Skyline School Librarian, Madison Shearer, fourth grade student at Skyline School, Brenda Lee Mastin, special Springfield girlfriend, Baron Von Richtofen, Germany’s WWI “Red Baron,” May 6—Linda Heffern Kansas City Champion, Tony Blair, British Prime Minister, Rudolph Valentino, actor, George Clooney, actor; May 7th Gracie Nava, preschool student at Skyline, Robert Browning, poet, Johnny Unitas, NFL quarterback; May 8—Mrs. Dixie, Skyline School bookkeeper, Harry Truman, 33rd U.s President, Melissa Gilbert, actress who played Laura Ingalls Wilder.

        Peanut Taegan had bad luck for her third birthday. There was a big party planned for her and all the family was going to be there including all the kids and it was going to be great. Not only did it rain, but the birthday girl got sick. The party would have gone on in the rain anyway. Everybody is so happy for the rain that they would not complain. But it was not to be. Taegan’s tummy trouble ruled the day. Her Mom and Dad did give her a new big-girl bed for her birthday and her bedspread has horses on it! Horses are her favorite. Her birthday cake even had horses on it—My Little Pony. It was an enormous amazing cake made by Debbie’s Custom Creations. The homemade butter cream frosting was purple, turquoise and pink with flowers and ribbons. Some of the cake was chocolate and some was just delicious. The cake was shared generously around the neighborhood since the party had to be called off and Peanut’s friends all say, “Happy Birthday, anyway and thanks!” Find a picture of Taegan’s cake and many other extraordinary confections on line. Just look for Debbie’s Custom Creations—Unique One of A Kind Cakes & Cookies in Mountain Grove, MO. Enjoy!

        Sue Upshaw loved the bluegrass music at the Vanzant Community Jam. She loved being out among her friends and family enjoying themselves. She wore red lipstick and had a wonderful welcoming smile that made people feel like she was genuinely glad to see them. Sweet and generous, a most gracious lady, Sue will be remembered well and long. Her children and her husband of 55 years and all her dear family will hold on to their own person l memories of her and will be happy and grateful to have had her in their lives. Having been an only child, she had a great appreciation and affection for a large loving family. She was as blessed by them as they were by her.

        “It was a bright cold day in April and the clocks were striking thirteen.” That is the first line in George Orwell’s novel “1984.” It has been almost 30 years since 1984, and more than 60 years since the book was written in 1949. www.championnews.us sponsored a free give away of the book for a week. It was quite successful and soon several people will be getting their free book in the mail. When the people who responded to the advertisement have received and read their books, it is the hope of their cyber-benefactor that they will take a few moments to give the book a review. What did you think of it? How do you think it has informed the world of today? Then, it is hoped they will give the book away to someone whom they are sure will read it. Next time the FREE column ad will come with the caveat that the recipient read the book, review the book and share the book. At the time it was written, it was probably considered science fiction. Today it might be called something else, perhaps visionary.

        Bud Hutchison’s Spring Trail Ride will happen next week. Wednesday the 8th of May. The outfit will saddle up at Champion and amble over to Drury and back on one of the various routes they can take. The trail riders can breakfast at Champion and lunch at Drury the way they used to do just a few years ago before some peculiar changes altered things for a while. Hopefully, the Cowboy will feel like going and will be able to get through the creeks keeping his powder dry. His friends will keep an eye on him. From all reports, the Drury Café is enjoying a good business and providing the general neighborhood with another comfortable gathering place. Some would say that they ought not to be so gathered up like that, but should be out on the farm doing what needs to be done this time of the year and everybody knows that there is plenty to do. In their defense, the trail riders plan this trip every year. They have done what needs to be done in advance of the trip so that they can polish their saddles with impunity. Well, they will really be doing it with their blue jeans, but they will be doing it guilt free. As for the loafers, the liars, and the lonesome, they just naturally get together anywhere there is a good pot of coffee and a spot to lite. Industrious people out on errands like to pause by those tables sometimes and catch up on a yarn. The smart ones do not linger long though if they mean to get their work done. “Keeping your hand on the plow” is not easy. Just ask some old timer sitting around in the Reading Room at the Historic Emporium over on the North Side of the Square in Downtown Champion. On a warm day they might be out on the spacious veranda enjoying the sites and passing the time with their neighbors. About any of them can tell you just how hard it is to keep your hand on the plow.

        Linda’s Almanac from over at the Plant Place in Norwood says that the 4th through the 6th will be excellent days to transplant, to go fishing, to plant any kind of root crop, or vine crop. It is good time to set strawberry plants. In 1947 Peggy Lee wrote “It’s a good day for singing a song,/ it’s a good day for moving along…./It’s a good day for curing your ills./So take a deep breath and throw away your pills/ ‘cause it’s a good day from morning to night!” in Champion—Looking on the Bright Side!

CHAMPION—April 22, 2013

        Spring! It is the very definition of tumultuousness. Things are roiling in the earth and in the sky. Soil is heaving and zygotes are cleaving in men and beasts. It is a fecund time of year. Some calendars designate April 22nd as Earth Day. It is certainly worth celebrating in Champion!

        Bravo for those fine men of the Douglas County road maintenance outfit who work out of the Drury Shed! The road graders were out in force even on Saturday. Washed out roads and low water crossings were revisited, revamped, restored, reworked and brought up to snuff in short order. The many and rapidly rising waterways washed out roads in new and unexpected places as well as the regular ones. This might have been the “hard rain” that Mr. Dillon said was “a-gonna fall.” It is lovely to see the ponds filling up and the creeks running well again. Perhaps this will be the growing season for which so many Champion gardeners have long longed—one that will be forgiving of sloth and ineptitude and just grow much good fruit and many fine vegetables. Friday will be the last good day for planting crops that bear their yield above the ground for this month. The 30th begins fruitful days again for root crops. Check out Linda’s Almanac on the website at www.championnews.us. There is a great deal of useful information on one piece of paper. Well, there is actual paper on the bulletin board at Henson’s Downtown G & G and on the counter at The Plant Place over in Norwood. For example, the 27th through the 29th are said to be ‘barren days.’ They are not good days for planting, transplanting, fertilizing, pruning, or fishing, but would be ok to harvest crops or to wean on those days. While there is always something to be done about the place, it is nice to have a couple of sanctioned lazy days. When prodded to get up and do something a Champion can say, “I was just going by the almanac!”

        Shelby Wilson is a prekindergarten student at Skyline School and has a birthday on April 24th. That is right in the middle of the week so her classmates can enjoy her birthday too. Miss Chante` Michaud has her birthday on the 27th and must be getting to be about seven years old. Time goes by so quickly for old people, Chante`, and it has been so long since they have seen you, forgive them for not remembering exactly how old you are. Isaam Creed is a third grader and has his birthday on April 29th. Isaam’s birthday is on Monday. He will probably have been celebrating all week end and can continue to do so with his school friends. May Day will be on Wednesday. There are a many interesting people with birthdays in early May and they can combine their personal anniversaries with the traditional celebrations of their choice. Maybe there will be old fashioned May baskets left secretly on the porch by some fleeing suitor filled with flowers and candy, or maybe the Maypole will go up in their neighborhood. Champions feel like world citizens.

        For all the joy and excitement of the season, there is also sadness and care. Pat Smith’s Mother has passed away after a long illness. All her children were with her though and she had lived a long life. It is hard to say words that really comfort people in times of loss, though that loss comes to everyone at some time. “Sweeter than the Flowers” and “Will the Circle Be Unbroken” and “The Mom and Dad Waltz” are all sweet songs that evoke a sense of consolation and ease. “My life flows on in endless song./Above earth’s lamentation./I hear the sweet, tho’ far-off hymn/That hails a new creation./Through all the tumult and the strife/I hear it’s music ringing,/It sounds an echo in my soul./How can I keep from singing?” Published August 7, 1868 in the New York Observer, this song was attributed to Pauline T. and titled “Always Rejoicing.” It is always hoped that the sadness of loss will soon be replaced with sweet memories. A number of Champions are experiencing significant life transitions and their friends wish them well on what they call ‘the uneven journey of life.’

        Some are observing that people become more careful as they get older. It may be that they know they no longer have the strength to back up their bravado. It may be that life experience has taught them just what is at stake, so they are less likely to take risks. Life is a precious commodity which Champions hope to live well and happily without strife in the here and now. A good friend who has visited in Champion a number of times over the years writes to say something about strife and resentments. He has been reading a couple of books that have explained to him just how it is that ducks do not build up resentments the way people often do. A guy named Eckhart Tolle wrote the books and according to Champion friend, Tom, he observed that after two ducks get into a fight, which never lasts long, they will separate and float off in opposite directions. Then each duck will flap its wings vigorously a few times, thus releasing the surplus energy that built up during the fight. After they flap their wings, they float on peacefully, as if nothing had ever happened. Tom says that if the duck had a human mind, it would keep the fight alive by thinking, by story-making, and by blaming. He said that the duck’s story would probably be: “He came within five inches of me. He thinks he owns this pond. He has no consideration for my private space. I’ll never trust him again. Next time he’ll try something else just to annoy me. I’m sure he’s plotting something already. But I’m not going to stand for this. I’ll teach him a lesson he won’t forget.” So Tom says that as far as humans are concerned the fight continues, the emotions are kept alive and the energy it generates can last for years. It seems like the major story that people write for themselves is, “I was right, and they were wrong.” It turns out the whole thing is a matter of ‘ego’ and it is a difficult part of the psychic apparatus over which to rise. Mail your story of rising above your ego to Champion at getgoin.net or to Champion Items, Rt.2 Box 367, Norwood, MO 65717. Go tell it on the mountain or on the graciously appointed veranda at the Recreation of the Historic Emporium over on the North Side of the Square situated on scenic Lonnie Krider Memorial Drive in the heart of old down town. The water is still up in Old Fox Creek and a keen observer might well see ducks swimming placidly by—as free as birds in Champion—Looking on the Bright Side!

CHAMPION—April 15, 2013

        The weather may be unsettled this time of the year but Champions do not mind. They are busy getting things done so that when the weather is perfect they will have nothing to do but enjoy it. This productivity may not be so much the result of good planning as it is the rapid passage of time. Some of the things that are getting done now are things that got started a couple of years ago. Champions are patient and persistent, plugging along day after beautiful day.

        A ride through the country to gawk at the redbuds coming out and the wild plumbs, forsythia and the like brought a Champion to the Post Office in Norwood. In the midst of business the sudden awareness of a difference in the space gave pause for thought. The current staff is certainly efficient and pleasant and the mail goes out and comes in like the tide. It is reassuring. Things change and still go on. Post master, Kirk Dooms, has retired and is presumably off getting sore elbows from hauling in one fish after another out of some wild wilderness stream or some mild local rivulet. He is most likely busier than ever, lending a hand wherever it is needed and keeping up with his chores. Over there in Sweden, he probably has the prettiest garden around and his Champion friends will hope that the raccoons stay out of his corn and that he will have the time and leisure to grow back his moustache. The way the light came through the front window, it was always nice to visit with Kirk and try to decide if his eyes could really be that green. There is a spot in the lobby were Cletus Upshaw used to sit. He passed away a few years ago. His birthday was March 31st and he would have been 84 this year. He took on Route 2 when he got out of the Marine Corps and he was the mailman for many long and interesting years. There are lots of good stories about him, but mostly it was Cletus who told the stories. He was a good storyteller and a keen observer. He knew the history of every nook and cranny in these parts and of everybody who lived in them. It was always a treat to see him coming to the mailbox even if the mail was not always good. Some very agreeable people keep the Post Office operating nicely in the drafty old building that is so full of memories, even for people who only arrived here thirty some odd years ago.

        It is on account of Cletus that Cowboy Jack has any standing in the community at all. It was one cold winter day a few years back when the Cowboy was out checking on his cows and he happened to run upon Cletus who had hit a slick spot in the road and got his truck stuck in a ditch up against a bank and couldn’t get it out. He had walked and slipped and fallen on the ice and cracked his noggin and was cold in rough shape when Jack came upon him. Because Champions are so grateful for this happenstance heroism, they have a soft spot for the Cowboy. He has probably been out hunting mushrooms though someone said he has been under the weather. His friends hope to hear he is feeling better and would like to get an understanding of mushroom etiquette from him. Say, if a person finds mushrooms on his own place and they are still too tiny to pick, should that person leave a note saying, “I found these first. Leave them alone!”? He has such mushrooming experience; he ought to share his thoughts at least, since it is a foregone conclusion that he will not be sharing his finds. He may find himself saddle side down in the creek again one of these days and wish he had built up more good will. It will be Bud Hutchison or some of his gang that pull him out next time, maybe even the coiffeuse from the bottom of the hill dragging up the rear as usual. Bud’s Spring Trail Ride is just around the corner now. They will be glad to have the Drury Café open again. That extends their ride. They can have Breakfast at Champion and lunch at Drury as they used to do in the old days. Maybe Wilma will beat them to the café and be ready to take their picture for her special Trail Ride Album when they come riding in. This is an exhilarating place to live—Champion!

        Wildlife is on the move. It is not uncommon to see deer crossing the highway at night and raccoons. There are all too infrequently dead armadillos on the side of the road. Ground hogs are scampering around and snakes are out. Just before daylight the other morning, when Clare Shannon’s Dad was out doing his early morning ablutions, the ruckus in the henhouse proved to be a raccoon that had ripped up the roof of the chicken house and was engaged in mortal combat with the rooster. Well, the rooster came out of it with ruffled feathers and missing an eye. The raccoon got the business end of the shotgun and will not be back in the neighborhood. Hopefully Clare gets back to the neighborhood often from her scholarly, exciting life in the metropolis. Her lovely Mom has retired now and stays busy loosing track of what day of the week it is, taking cyber piano lessons and generally being a contented lady of leisure.

        Skyline School’s Teri Ryan has been dodging squirrels on her drive to work in the mornings. She has a big green machine that gets her to school safely. Ms. Ryan is on the Skyline R-2 School Foundation Board and that group always has a little something interesting in the works. The wonderful little rural school can use all the support it can get. Fourth grader Haley Wilson shares her birthday on the 23rd with Mrs. Elaine who is the school’s paraprofessional. She has another name, but students know her as Mrs. Elaine. Shelby Wilson is a prekindergarten student who has her birthday the next day. There are lots of interesting things going on at school this time of the year. Birthday parties are always good.

        The 17th and 18th will both be good days for planting crops that bear their yield above the ground. So will the 23rd and 24th. Then Linda’s Almanac from over at The Plant Place in Norwood shows the full moon on the 25th and so that day and the next one will be good days for planting root crops again. Share garden lore, historic reminiscences, broad speculation and any favorite melodies out on the porch at the Recreation of the Historic Emporium over on the North Side of the Square. Clare Shannon reminded friends on social media of the great song sung by old timer Jimmy Durante, “I’ll be seeing you, in all the old familiar places that this heart of mine embraces all day through…In a small café, the park across the way…” or in beautiful Downtown Champion—Looking on the Bright Side!

CHAMPION—April 8, 2013

        The second week in April seems to have a theme running through it over the years.  Last year this article began:  “April 9, 2012–In Champion the gardener waits for the harvest and has patience for it and like James said, he is patient while waiting for the early and later rain. Some particular Champion husbandmen would like that later rain to come on early.  It seems dry, so some are watering and mulching and all are paying attention.   James is the same guy who said, “Sing if you are happy.”  The previous year: “April 11, 2011–Champions are pleased for the rain, pleased for the good company of friends and family visiting, pleased for the progress in their gardens and various other enterprises.  Overall the Champion neck of the woods is quite a pleasing place full of the glories of spring and happy people.”  The year before:  “April 12, 2010– Champions, alert to the inevitability of change, welcome it with the same ease and grace with which the seasons come and go.  Even so.  Let it be.  The genuine heart of Champion does not change–the part that acknowledges the importance of good neighbors and good deeds and that part that recognizes and celebrates the beauty of the place.”  It just on and on like that.  The second week of April every year seems to be rife with acknowledgement of the pleasures of natural beauty, pleasures of family, friends, and community.  Champion!

        Bostonian Charley Burlile was down this way on a rendezvous with his Dad and sister at her place over near Vera Cruz last week.  He was most complimentary to the area saying that it had been a long time since he and been here at this time of the year and he had forgotten just how glorious the place is as the fields green from hill to hill and how distant and pleasant the views can be before the foliage fills in.  He probably would not ever have wandered into the place had his sister not married Tim Scrivner all those years ago.  He thinks his brother-in-law gets too much press but seems to like him well enough.  He was happy to report that his home place up in Massachusetts had not suffered ill effects from the big hurricane Sandy last fall.  They did not even lose power up in Boston.  He did say that when Manhattan floods like it did, it does cause people to think that climate change, whatever the cause, is not really a myth.  He was also curious to know if Herman Melville is still a favorite author in these parts.  He can be pleased to know that his suggestion of the Norton Critical Edition of Moby Dick graces certain Champion shelves and has a bookmark on page 47 where the Sermon is being presented.  Between gardening, construction, sewing projects, grandchildren,  bridge games, correspondence, and a certain amount of daydreaming, the Champion hopes to have made considerable progress in the book so has to be conversant about it if Boston Charley makes it back for a summer visit.  His family has been seen at the Skyline VFD Picnic in the past.  Life seems as fast paced and busy in the country as it is in town.  Reckon?

        “Fast paced” does not do justice to the description of things when the General makes it over to Champion.  He brings excitement with him and ramrodded a bunch of his blood kin, including brothers and sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, grandchildren, in an extended episode of mountain climbing, kite flying, music making and fish frying.  Champion had just been relieved of an influx of his mishpocheh (city girls who blushed and hurried home to be with their handsome farm boys).   Dillon Watts was one of those kite flyers.  He was also a turkey hunter.  At the time of his visit he was still a ‘youth’ and was happy to get his turkey while he was visiting on Grandmother’s farm.  He has taken his old banjo and gone back to Tennessee now and will be celebrating his birthday on the 12^th of the month.  Morgan Whitacre is a sixth grader at the Skyline R2 School.  He shares his birthday, the 14^th, with a Champion favorite Bob Berry.  Bob was the automotive go-to guy for Esther Wrinkles and for many in the area around Gentryville for a long time.   Look for him and beautiful Mary in a snazzy Studebaker of an early 50’s vintage out and about at area festivals and gatherings this spring and summer.  On April 15^th Skyline prekindergarten student Wyatt Lakey will join a group of distinguished people who have ‘tax day’ as their birthday.  Some of them are Vivian Floyd of Rogersville, George G. Jones of Stockton, D. Mike Cline of Seymour, Kathryn Coffman of Mountain Grove who will be 95, Leonardo Da Vinci of Italy (born 1452), Roy Clark of Hee Haw fame, Bessie Smith–the Empress of the Blues and Nikita Khrushchev.  So Wyatt, you have some interesting astro-twins.  Enjoy your birthday!  Enjoy them all.  Some sage said, “Do not regret growing older.  It is a privilege denied to many.”

        A country girl swings on the front porch and listens to the sounds moving through the valleys.   It is mysterious to hear a motor approach and move on without ever seeing the vehicle or an invisible airplane low and loud then fading and distant and gone.   A romantic heart can identify her sweetheart’s truck two hollows away and can be certain by the time he gets to the second low water crossing that he is on his way.  In a subtle shift of the wind the sound is gone again.  She waits.  She wanders out to the garden barefoot on the warming soil not even looking up to find the flight of turkey vultures crisscrossing her plot with their many swooping shadows.  She sings, “I’ll be waiting on the hillside for the day that you call, on the sunny side of the mountain where the rippling waters fall.”  Then she figures she will do some raking and shaping of some garden beds to ready for planting.  Linda’s Almanac from over at The Plant Place in Norwood says that the 12^th and 13^th will be good days for planting crops that bear their yield above ground.  She will work some manure and ashes into the rows and be ready when the time is right to plant.  It is hard to wait sometimes.  Spring seems like it is here but some are not sure in spite of the blooming trees and shrubs.   The sound mysteries of the mountains can carry a din away on a quiet breeze and obscure the noise of an approaching visitor.  She could turn around and find him standing there any second –as silently as spring.

        Skyline VFD Auxiliary President, Betty Dye, called members Monday morning to remind them of the scheduled meeting of the group on Tuesday at ‘the store.’  She means the meeting room in the Recreation of the Historic Emporium over on the North Side of the Square in Downtown Champion.  It is also known as Henson’s Downtown G & G.   It is the cultural and social hub of the area as well as an excellent purveyor of many of the necessities of home and farm.  Most any day of the week a person can find two or more yokels passing the time in the meeting room.  They will be shooting the breeze, caching up on local events and expounding their fair and balanced observations of the world situation as it relates to Champion.   Air your views over a cup of coffee in the reading room or out on the porch where you will get a bucolic view across Lonnie Krider Memorial Drive of the broad and wooly banks of Old Fox Creek, out past the parade grounds under the century sentry walnut trees and the little church.  Drink it in—it is burgeoning Spring in Champion—Looking on the Bright Side!