History

Editor’s note: Columnist John Moore is currently on medical leave; this column was originally published May 13, 2018. My eyes slowly opened and I would try to focus.

After graduating from college with a degree in art, Mandy Napper got a job creating advertising art for Lucky Charms. Then she got a job with a firm that makes slot machines.

After a recent meeting, a coworker mentioned that she and her family had bought a new home. Actually, it was new to them, but it was built in 1963 in what was then and is still now one of the city’s most desirable neighborhoods.

For those who know me, it’s no secret that I enjoy perusing the classifieds for yard or estate sales. But, a recent online visit to the local Craigslist site led to the purchase of a manual typewriter. A 1958 Remington Quiet-Riter, to be exact.

I have seen The National Vietnam War Museum grow from a vacant lot with a mobile home on it to an impressive complex of weapons, vehicles and artifacts from the Vietnam War. The museum is located between Mineral Wells and Weatherford near Fort Wolters where helicopter pilots trained. The war was known as the helicopter war. A 20,000 square feet building Is full of exhibits and a similar structure is planned for the future. Ean Tillett is the museum’s first fulltime curator. He brings years of experience with some outstanding museums. A hiking trail surrounds the museum.

kitch [ kich ] noun Art, decorative objects and other forms of representation of questionable artistic or aesthetic value; a representation that is excessively sentimental, overdone, or vulgar. ~ Dictionary.com Whenever I see canister sets, cookie jars, clocks and Formica dinette sets from the 50s and 60s, I feel as if I’ve gone home. These items adorned my youth, but as often happens, new things come and old things go.

For 33 years, Stanton has had a soup cook-off to raise funds for the restoration of the city’s historic monastery and convent complex. I have been privileged to judge it a few times and have always had a good time there.

Mary Maverick’s journals came to Life with the interpretations of MaryNell Bryant of Sulphur Springs at the quarterly meeting of the Franklin County Historical Association’s membership Monday evening, April 3.

Contributor The varmint rustled underneath the house, scrabbled ‘round the underpinning, clambered up the frame and siding, and clawed at last into the attic. Five years old and small, I crouched beneath the window sill, my back against the papered kitchen wall.