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Seems the long arm of government’s everywhere, until you need something

By Jack Hackley The good thing about Daylight Savings Time for me is the clock on the dash of my Ford 150 has the correct time again. My hometown police…

From a Flying Boxcar, draftees could openly express their opinions

By Jack Hartley I have always been interested in the C199 Flying Boxcar. When I was in the Army, we were on maneuvers at the end of the Korean War…

Some readers must love to hate

By Jack Hartley Recently I did an article copying a critical letter sent to me by a person who would not sign his name. I had several responses to the…

When law enforcement hits close to home, cost becomes painfully clear

By Jack Hartley I have a hard time understanding why growth is so expensive. When I was a kid, Oak Grove had a population of 800, and a town marshal…

Bums line up where ‘X’ marks the spot for a handout

By Jack Hackley Being a homeless bum begging for money at the freeway exits on I-70 seems to me like hard work. No matter what the weather, they show up…

Lost in a fog, taken by storm

By Jack Hackley Every once in a while I drive on I-70 100 miles from Columbia to Oak Grove and back. There are two lanes of solid traffic both ways,…

WW II didn’t quite turn out the way uncle predicted

By Jack Hackley Every time Dec. 7 rolls around, I can’t help but remember where I was when the “Japs” bombed Pearl Harbor. It was Sunday, and my mother, sister…

There’s only one sure way to avoid Black Friday insanity

My biggest surprise in writing this column was to find how people who move from their home town continue to take the hometown paper. I wrote an article about three…

Confucious say: He who signs name to nasty letter finds way to get rid of tractor tires

By Jack Hackley I received dozens of comments and letters in reference to the person who wouldn’t sign their name to a letter critical of my article. Betty Spaar, publisher…

Saturday nights were special

By Jack Hackley It saddens me to think our young rural kids will never experience the thrill of going to town on Saturday night. If you have memories like Dennis…