Put-put-put

“Ka-POP!” I heard a while ago, as I will grilling some cheese sandwiches for our Sunday evening dinner.  A grin spread across my face as I remembered that familiar evening sound here in the neighborhood.  One evening after we first moved in, I heard a...

These Are the People

…in the neighborhood, in the neighborhood, in the neigh-bor-hoo-ood.  These are the people in the neighborhood.  They’re the people that you meet when you’re walking down the street.  They’re the people that you meet each...

Where’s the Beef?

According to the meat market employees, we’re “waiting for our truck to come in.”  Yeah, aren’t we all, buddy?  With more snow falling today, I’m not feeling too hopeful.  Unfortunately, empty shelves aren’t an unusual sight in our...

Life in Southwest Oklahoma

Over five years ago, when we first drove through 30 miles of cotton and wheat fields on our way out to the western prairie to check out our new small town, I wondered where in the world we were going.  We drove pretty far out in the middle of nowhere, when all of a...

Where Everybody Knows My Name

I don’t have much good to say about living in a small town.  Especially after spending two weeks of July in three different metropolitan cities in the Southeast.  And I always try to hold to the adage that if you don’t have anything good to say, you shouldn’t say...