Sunday's date, October 10, 2010, expressed as 10-10-10 apparently holds significance for some folks. An Associated Press story earlier last week talked about the large number of couples who have chosen to get married on the tenth day of the tenth month in the tenth year of the century.
I suspect there's more of a reason than just the numerical symmetry of the date for a man and woman to get married.
How would you like to be Austin Bruce?
Austin is marrying Tina Masner on 10-10-10. When time comes to remember his wedding anniversary he will only need to remember one number -- 10. That can be good and bad news. If Austin ever forgets he'll likely catch a lot of grief over not even remembering one number. That would be the bad news. Good news for him is that it's only one number. Don't screw it up.
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It took almost 37 years, but magic did strike on the golf course last Saturday afternoon during the First Annual Copperosity Classic.
Family and friends of the late Jim Collier, aka "The Lone Arranger," organized the benefit in his honor with proceeds going to benefit the Alzheimer's Unit at National Healthcare, where Jim's bride, Flo, currently resides.
I never did hear a final tally from the golf outing, dinner and silent auction, but the organizers have to be pleased. And if "fun" was worth anything they raised a million dollars. "Big Jim" would have been proud.
The day dawned bright and clear. Most folks showed up in short-sleeved shirts and shorts. Golfers hit the course, going to their respective starting holes where they were greeted by a marker on the tee box.
The marker identified the hole sponsor and also had one of Jim's well-known sayings emblazoned on it. The most famous of those being, "How's your Copperosity?" his favorite way to greet just about everyone. And if anyone dared ask Jim how his Copperosity was the likely answer was going to be "Glorious and Excelsius." You knew Jim was doing okay.
And if every day wasn't glorious for Jim, and I doubt they all were, Jim never told anyone any different. There are those who think, Jim may have gotten the last laugh on Saturday as well.
When we teed off the weather was a beautiful fall day. After about an hour the sun hid behind the clouds and the wind picked up from the north. In fact, it was down-right chilly. Someone suggested Jim had given all the golfers a big ol' raspberry.
Before the wind picked up too much steam the local newspaper guy stepped up on hole number eight and had his first ever hole-in-one. A couple of folks have asked about the shot.
Lanny Geary lasered the distance at 144 yards. A slight breeze was in our face and the green is slightly elevated. The club was a seven-iron struck fairly solid. It flew just a little left of the flag, landed on the green, took two hops and disappeared into the hole. Excitement ensued.
Other than that, I don't remember much about the shot.
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A magical time was had in Campbell, Missouri last Tuesday evening. One of our former residents, who has slipped off to Poplar Bluff, met family at a local restaurant for a celebration.
Maggie Shelton, better half of Don Shelton, was the guest of honor and the celebration was the anniversary of her birth. I'm told a grand time was had by all.
And if you think for one minute you'll read anything here about which anniversary this might have been you don't know Maggie very well. She would likely use all of Don's connections on the Missouri State Highway Patrol to get from Bluff to Kennett in record time looking for a little of my hide.
Happy (Belated) Birthday, Maggie.
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"There is a claim in the patent office for a patent on the Lord's prayer, the specifications being that the repetition of the same "rapidly and in a loud tone of voice" will cure stammering.
"Among the odd inventions are "chicken hoppless," which walk with the chicken right out of the garden when she tries to scratch; the "bee moth extruder," which automatically shuts up all the beehives when the bees go to roost; the "tape-worm fish hook," which speaks for itself; the "educational balloon," a toy balloon with a map of the world on its surface; "sidehill annihilators," stilts to fit on the down-hill legs of a horse when he is ploughing along a hill side; and the "hen surprise," a device that drops the newly laid eggs through the bottom of the nest, with intent to beguile and wheedle the hen into at once laying another.
"One of the latest patents is an automatic bath tub which starts the hot and cold water at a given moment in the morning to which he has been set, maintains exactly the right temperature of it by graduating the flow of water, rings a bell when all is ready, and two minutes later suddenly drops the sleepers pillow about a foot and turns him out. -- Louisville Courier-Journal."
Thanks for the DDD's unofficial, but much appreciated historian, Vivian Helton, who found this reprinted blurb on the pages of the Kennett Clipper, Sept. 5, 1989.
Wonder why some of these never caught on?