Burned-out adverturer cashes in his chips

Dazed, depressed and at the end of his rope, Samuel W. Jordan wandered the streets of New Orleans on Jun. 22, 1841 looking for a place to die. Like many volunteers who arrived too late to fight for Lone Star independence, Jordan found life in the peacetime military too tame for his tastes.

Common sense and a helping hand

Nobody has to tell anybody around these parts that it is hot. I mean, it is officially summer now and in Texas that means heat.

Without cabooses, there’s no wave for a kid

“You leave the Pennsylvania Station ‘bout a quarter to four, Read a magazine, and then you’re in Baltimore. Dinner in the diner, nothing could be finer, Than to have your ham an’ eggs in Carolina.

So much to do, so little time

I started off this summer with good intentions by putting five easy-to-finish projects on my “Official Summer 2022 To-Do List.” But before I could even start one project, my list expanded to 12 items, then 22, and now it’s up to 41. So far, I’ve only finished one project on my list.

Crypto: Investment or speculation?

With cryptocurrencies so much in the news, you might be wondering if you should invest in them. But “invest” may not be the right word – because, in many ways, cryptocurrencies, or “crypto” for short, are more speculation than investment.

LIBRARY CORNER

What’s happening at the library: • Monday—Closed for Juneteenth • Tuesday—Story Time 11 a.m. • Wednesday—Art Maker 3 p.m. • Thursday—PQ Book Club 6 p.m. • Check out books at Ignite 9 a.m. Any day the Library Reads list shows up is a good day.

Freddie Wolcott flew over the hurdles

Freddie Wolcott burned up the track in the qualifying heats of the NCAA championships on Jun. 17, 1938. The sophomore sensation from Rice Institute flew over the hurdles adding two more victories to his perfect record.

You really can get there from here

“’Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane, Don’t know when I’ll be back again.” —Song lyrics by John Denver (1943-1997) American singer-songwriter. Part of my love for old sayings came from listening to my grandfather when I was a kid.

Daddy’s Hands

As Father’s Day approaches, I have found myself thinking a lot about my daddy. Oh, how I wish he were here. When I was younger (old enough to be out on my own, with by own family, but a good bit younger than I am now) my daddy had a standing rule at Christmas.

We really should be kind to Mother Nature

There’s a hole in my front yard.