Laugh tracks in the dust: Milo’s Free Kitten Store
A wealthy rancher wuz sitting around the kitchen table with his family on Father’s Day when he told his son, "I want you to...
Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Milo’s Free Kitten Store
“Milo’s Free Kitten Store. Urgent inventory closeout underway. Nice selection to choose from. Two yellow with white points. Two tiger-striped with white points. One...
Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Eureka Springs
Okay, when I shut down last week’s column, I wuz half-way through a 2,300-mile travelogue to Pigeon Forge, Tenn., and return. We made a...
Laugh Tracks in the dust: Tennessee grandkids
After a hiatus from writing this column for a few weeks (I wrote several columns in advance of a family trip to Tennessee), it’s...
Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Spring Fishing Week
A few weeks ago, one of my oldest and dearest friends, ol’ Albie Kirkey, from New Mexico, came for his annual spring fishing week...
Laugh Tracks in the Dust: The Bird dog and the cat
Folks, I’ve got a practical and a moral dilemma at Damphewmore Acres. Here’s the situation: First, I love dogs — always had one or...
Laugh tracks in the dust: Stone fences
Our local newspaper, the Leader News, runs a weekly column about the history of Chase County. It’s very interesting and I seldom miss reading...
Laugh tracks in the dust: Rat and mouse buffet
It’s spring now and we had a minor league flood last week to prove it. Plus, the grass and weeds are growing so fast...
Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Nice old gentleman
Sometimes mistaken identity can be embarrassing — funny, too. Here’s proof in a true story related to me by my county extension agent buddy,...
Laugh tracks in the dust: Killdeer
When my ol’ Iowa pheasant hunting buddy who moved to near Miami, Okla., several years ago, ol’ Limpy Neese, saw my killdeer story in...