This is a true story about one of the many breeds of dogs I once owned. Ginger, as we called her, was a short legged, short haired, short tailed, little stick of dynamite; known as a Jack Russell. Before we get to Ginger’s story, I think a little story on how the Jack Russell breed actually got started is in order. Like many historical beginnings, the...
Read MoreSweet Sweet Rosie
Around the middle of the 1980’s, Mr. Bert McKenzie found himself laid-off, along with a lot of other folks, that worked at Clark Equipment Company. The company had operated in Richmond Co. since 1975 and at one time employed over a thousand people but decided to close its doors here in the county after only eleven years. Unemployment can affect people in...
Read MoreRabbit Huntin’ with My Grandson
The other week some friends of mine who own beagles, invited me and my twelve year old grandson to go rabbit hunting with them. I just happened to have some old friends in the upper end of the county that allow me to hunt on their property and this is where we were going to hunt. Before I go any further with this story, I’d like to remind sportsmen to...
Read MoreJunior/Senior War
In 1966 the Vietnam War was going strong but there was also a smaller war brewing at Ellerbe High School, according to Mr. Carl Lee of Rockingham. That war at the school didn’t involve guns or weapons but a friendly rivalry between some of the Junior and Senior boys of Ellerbe High. Fighting for the juniors were Carl Lee, Ray Hudson, J.B. Carriker, Dicky...
Read MoreOld Stories, Still Making Us Laugh
The holidays are a good time to just sit back and listen to old stories told by the fireside. We may have heard them before but most are still fun to chuckle at and relive our memories. I thought in this column you might want to read a couple and maybe get a good laugh, ‘cause you know laughter is good for the soul. Some of you older folks just might...
Read MoreNature Takes Care of Its Own
A year or so ago my last hunting dog got run over. Why, I’ve had hunting dogs since I was five years old and I felt a void in my life. But not having a dog or a pet to feed, and take care of, can be a blessing in its own way. If’en you’ve ever owned hunting dogs or pets, you know there’s a lot of work, time and money involved and so I decided not to get...
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