Lately we’ve become the house of information at the Free Press. I’m not complaining, as we take it as a compliment that folks think we know what is going on everywhere and where to find almost anything in these parts.
It’s also a welcome switch from people telling me where to go.
When the Marion vs. Hillsboro football game was delayed this past Friday night, I was trying to remember if games were ever delayed in the old days. And I couldn’t remember it ever happening.
Then it also happened in Lawrence prior to and during the KU-Baylor game Saturday. I can’t remember it ever happening while I was living there back in the ’60s and ’70s.
I was reminded last week of something that I already knew. Our home-delivery carriers are special people. Most of them are middle-school age boys and girls. Delivering the paper is one of their first jobs.
When one of our carriers came in last Tuesday with her bundles of papers (about 100 in all) and told me she was ill and couldn’t make the route, I decided to do it myself rather than find someone else to do it.
I soon found out it isn’t the easiest thing and takes a bit of perseverance. And it wasn’t even raining or cold outside, plus each paper is heavy.
Mark Twain’s observation, “The reports of my demise are grossly exaggerated,” can also be applied to the HHS All-School Reunion.
Contrary to what might have been said recently, the all-school reunion will not be held less frequently. It will be held each year on the Saturday night before Memorial Day, as it has since 2000. An All School Reunion committee will be taking over the event, so stay tuned.
A few months ago I read an interesting profile in my Kansas Alumni magazine about a man named Waldo Dick
He was born in the Ukraine almost 90 years ago but ended up in Newton, where he worked for a Mennonite paper. I’m guessing it was the Mennonite Weekly Review. The article stated he attended Bethel College and then transferred to KU.
He still goes to work each day at the East Allen Courier, a
free-circulation weekly newspaper in Grabill, Ind., which he has owned
since 1955.
My path has been similar. I worked at the Mennonite
Weekly Review, went to Bethel one year, transferred to KU and have
ownership in a free weekly newspaper. I just have 30 more years to go
to catch up with this guy. I wonder if we are related, since my mom’s
maiden name was also Dick.
