Yes, Santa Claus Has His Place at Christmas

Santa Claus is coming to town.

At least, Gene Autry sang that to be a fact, about a million times, and keeps right on selling records indicating such. So it must be true. Something about Santa Claus keeps us all young at heart, whether he makes it to our home or not.  “Better watch
out,” Gene adds in his own chart-topping composition,“Here comes Santa Claus.”

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Park The Truck And Leave The Power To Another

Trucks are made for working.

As important as they are for their job, we really don’t care for trucks and do not like to be in the driver’s seat. That is until we need to haul a horse, move feed, get across the pasture or help somebody who’s stuck. To us, a pickup is a truck. Bigger than that and
we have no experience, but they are essential for work too, just so we don’t have to drive.

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Bulls Not For Riding, But Cowboys Keep Trying

Rodeo bull riding accidents always send shrills down our spine.

Two bull riders being killed on the same Saturday at two different rodeos stunned us again. Both cowboys were young, one a teenager in Missouri, and the other 20, at a finals in Topeka. Such tragedy can happen to any age and to the very best. Bull riding is the most dangerous sport participated in by man.

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Thanksgiving Day More Than A Big Dinner

Please, make ours baked ham; better yet, roast beef.

Pass us on the turkey though; that’ll leave more for others. Now, we’re not really being generous because it’s the day for thankfulness. No, turkey has always been fowl to us. (That could be a pun.) All meats, with feathers as original coats, fit that category.

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Sunflowers Always Beautiful And Valuable

Sunflowers may soon be the state flower for more reasons than one.

They’re not just pretty plants, but sunflowers also have potential to be a major crop in Kansas. Old timers get up in arms when the word sunflower is mentioned and argue because legislation designated it as the official state flower. “They are weeds,” many contend, and lots of farmers carry sharpened hoes to chop every one in sight.

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