tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17096988391354048532024-03-13T10:26:25.306-05:00Heavener blogsThe blogs are written by either residents of Heavener or former residents. If you would like to write a blog for Heavener Blogs, please send me an <a href="mailto:thecraigman2003@yahoo.com">email</a> and I will send an invitation.Craig Hallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11265567466052776075noreply@blogger.comBlogger335125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-66708935682998560552011-02-02T23:21:00.002-06:002011-02-02T23:40:50.831-06:00Blizzzzard!!!Well we are snowed in again. There are 6 families that live along our country road and for two days now none of us has tried to get out of the neighborhood. The snow is just too deep! The forecast is for continuing cold days for the next week or so so it appears we are not going anywhere for some time. We only lost power for a few hours and have all utilities up and going now so we are doingcolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14235038353338949636noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-17411701795870747252010-12-18T17:48:00.006-06:002010-12-18T20:31:33.220-06:00Trip to h*** and backWhat began as a leisurely drive to San Antonio to spend a week in a cabin at Medina Lake and visit grand-kids turned out to be a trip to (pardon my French) hell and back. First of all, I can’t even take a leisurely drive due to so many pit stops, not to mention all the aches and pains I tend to go through these days. Oh, don’t get me wrong, the weather each day was bright and sunny, cloud-free, Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-34396345093851592912010-11-14T23:37:00.008-06:002010-11-15T08:28:51.311-06:00The OU Experience!What I have to say about our OU Experience on Saturday can be summed up in one word: Wonderful! And I mean that from the bottom of my heart. You know, wholeheartedly.Cynthia and I went to the OU game on Saturday, to witness the Sooners drop a 45-7 shellacking on Texas Tech. That in itself was great, but it was the first time for either of us in Gaylord Family Memorial Stadium. I’ve seen lots of Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-84871559376461105522010-10-01T21:21:00.002-05:002010-10-01T21:28:02.158-05:00Slavery ConnectionSome time ago I was able to contact a lady that was a descendant of a slave that had been owned by my ancestor. If you would like to read her account of how we got in touch with each other read her blog at the following site:http://african-nativeamerican.blogspot.com/2010/09/coming-to-table-choctaw-reunion.htmlcolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14235038353338949636noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-70277758776208660432010-09-27T20:06:00.004-05:002010-09-27T21:26:12.302-05:00OU-Texas timeWell, it’s that time of the year again. The week that was, or is, in this case, down here in this part of East Texas. Oklahoma versus Texas. The Sooners versus the Longhorns. The Sooners are unbeaten in four games and the ’Horns are 3-1, after last week’s drubbing by UCLA. A lot is at stake, mainly bragging rights, for myself and a few hundred others. Most people in this part of the country referAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-53606132987550985592010-09-12T18:36:00.004-05:002010-09-13T00:07:09.946-05:00Scorekeeping ain’t so easyThere we were, two old friends from the Heavener High School class of 1965, both ex-sports writers and sports information directors, as well as official baseball scorers, at one time, yet we were rooting for opposite teams, sort of. He for the Texas Rangers, me for the New York Yankees, who just might wind up playing each other when the MLB playoffs start next month. Never mind, the Rangers won Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-5841263637415821222010-09-03T19:33:00.005-05:002010-09-03T19:46:34.972-05:00Vera Owen 1917-2010We’re supposed to go to school to learn the three Rs. You know readin’, ritin’ and rithmitic. Vera Owen, bless her soul, was an English teacher for 42 years and she probably taught me as much as any teacher I had during my time in Heavener public schools, through all the grades, 1st through 12th.
The last time I was in Heavener for a funeral was J.F. Johnston and I sat next to Mrs. Owen. Just Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-40700515058659446422010-08-16T16:44:00.002-05:002010-08-16T18:30:11.306-05:00Tribute to ElvisOne regret that I have, when I moved to East Texas in the early 1970s, is not making the short drive to Shreveport to see Elvis Presley. It was his last appearance anywhere close. Here’s one of the great recording artists of all time within driving distance, and I didn’t go. What a fool.I didn’t, however, miss him when he was at the Gilmer (TX) Civic Center Saturday night. Of course, it was only Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-16141891401113224732010-07-31T16:31:00.007-05:002010-08-01T08:03:46.178-05:00Leftovers from Memphis and beyond …Hearing that the Pyramid had closed down in Memphis surprised me. I remember it as being a thriving downtown venue for some big-name basketball teams. Of course, that was when I was last there years ago. The Pyramid, by the way, has been leased by Bass Pro Shops and will be transformed into a delta swampland atmosphere complete with restaurants and a bowling alley. ... It also stirred some Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-5584585523658170692010-07-29T16:38:00.008-05:002010-07-29T16:49:34.712-05:00East Tennessee and Memphis sightsAs previously mentioned in another blog, Cynthia and I spent a week at a Thousand Trails campground -- Cherokee Landing – in west Tennessee and just went on “day trips” from there. One was to Jackson, about 35 miles north where we saw Casey Jones’ old home place and Cynthia took a tour of the museum. Her love of trains is much greater than mine, so I just sat and rested. (we had already walked Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-91780094928095343852010-07-28T23:18:00.004-05:002010-07-28T23:25:33.174-05:00Visiting old friends never gets oldLots of places we haven’t seen and tons of relaxing is something we badly needed on our trip to Tennessee. And although we didn’t get to go as far and see as much as we would have wanted, because of some unfortunate RV problems and the extreme heat, the trip still involved visiting with some old Heavenerite friends and that was something we wanted, too. We traveled 1250 miles, going through five Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-73468408132127011362010-07-26T20:53:00.004-05:002010-07-26T21:01:11.047-05:00Kudsu rules!Glen could probably be a little more clear on this since he lives in Tennessee, but one thing Cynthia and I noticed on our trip into the Volunteer state was not only how green every thing seemed to be, but how everything appeared to have some sort of growth all over it. Being the curious newspaper reporter I used to be, I had to inquire about what exactly it was that we kept seeing. It reminded Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-18246221719454936922010-07-23T22:26:00.004-05:002010-07-23T22:36:59.811-05:00Traveling with the Inman's, Part 4<!--google_ad_client = "pub-4400148450508195";/* heavener blog */google_ad_slot = "3404554358";google_ad_width = 468;google_ad_height = 60;//-->SERENITY, TN – Actually, we’re not in Serenity, it only seems like it. We’re in a little place called Saulsbury, at a Thousand Trails campground. When last we spoke, er, blogged, we were in Memphis, but, alas, we had to put the I-bus in the shop for Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-1015301094313995912010-07-12T22:14:00.003-05:002010-07-12T22:22:00.147-05:00Traveling with the Inman’s, Part 3 <!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 0 1 233 1330 Home 11 2 1633 10.1316 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> 0 0 0 <![endif]--> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Calibri; mso-font-alt:Times; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-61699458721529144102010-07-10T12:49:00.011-05:002010-07-12T22:21:09.644-05:00Traveling with the Inman’s, Part 2EUREKA SPRINGS, AR—Boomer likes it here. He made friends with the bears surrounding the teepee next to our RV at Kettle Campground. Our first two days we received a personal guided tour throughout NW Arkansas with our friends, Jackie (Garrett) and Ken Alsup (pictured below) with John. Ken is a tour guide in Dogwood Canyon in Missouri and his talents were not wasted as he took us through EurekaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-5570295932427494362010-07-05T12:07:00.004-05:002010-07-05T12:15:38.562-05:00Traveling with the Inman’sMeet Boomer (lower right in picture). Cynthia gave me this little OU gnome and we decided to bring him along on our travels and take a picture at our stops along the way. As you can tell, the first stop was at the Heavener High School reunion.Had there been a contest for the person who traveled the farthest for the bi-annual reunion, David Hinds would have probably won it hands- down. Hinds, a Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-87928656260882223862010-06-25T20:23:00.003-05:002010-06-25T20:44:33.071-05:00Almost Forgot the Peach StateMy apologizes to anyone who may be a fan of Georgia, but in my last blog I wrote about Cynthia and I taking a trip this summer which will take us through six states. I forgot the fine state of Georgia, otherwise known as the Peach state.From Oklahoma, where we will attend the HHS Reunion, I said we would go through Arkansas, Tennessee, North Carolina, South Carolina, Florida, Alabama, Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-31348470747129852272010-06-21T23:41:00.011-05:002010-06-22T23:54:07.520-05:00Trip to Tennessee on Tap
Lord willing and the weather cooperating, Cynthia and I will add in six states - making 12 stops --over almost a 14-week tour on our I-Bus (RV) map, starting next month. Last summer we trekked through Oklahoma, Missouri, and Kansas, before coming back to Oklahoma City for a quick mini-Heavener reunion and continuing on to Texas. We liked it so well, we're going to give it another shot. Going Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-42209730446431484332010-06-16T17:01:00.005-05:002010-06-16T17:12:42.671-05:00To be a Yankee bloggerLet’s see, what should I call my Yankee blog? If I were a Yankee blogger, I don’t really know what I would call it. If I were a Yankee blogger … aw heck, it’s only a dream. It must have been something to watch Jorge Posada hit a grand slam two days in a row. I didn’t even get to see it on MLB.TV, because the game was blacked out, since it was showing on television, somewhere. It sure wasn’t here.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-22406564748681716192010-06-12T15:31:00.004-05:002010-06-12T15:46:27.854-05:00Summer DaysI remember when my dad bought my first motorcycle. He had done some electrical work and got the bike as part of his payment. I was about twelve years old and thought having a motorcycle made me neater than peanut butter. The bike was called a Simplex. It had one cylinder with two spark plugs. It had no gears but would still get up to about fifty miles an hour and could run for days on a Paul Rigginshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07778983662546733061noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-26329934231163139722010-06-07T23:58:00.003-05:002010-06-08T00:03:17.475-05:00The Stewart familyEvery now and then, you just have to feel badly for a family. Take, for instance, the Jack Stewart family from Heavener. Jack was married to Margie and they had four children, Jerry Jack, Regina, Bobby and Willie. They were all hard workers, as far as I remember. Jack owned a drilling mud company in Heavener. I know because Jerry Jack and I used to play inside the building, which sat Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-65688221861791074832010-05-19T07:34:00.002-05:002010-05-19T07:55:49.283-05:00Bob is BackI was sitting out on the porch this morning just admiring God's creation. It was the start to the nicest day we have had in a long time. No wind, NO rain, Not even any bugs pestering me and then I heard it; from the nearby neighbor's pasture came the whistle of a quail. I sat there still and continued to listen and soon there it came again. It had been a very long time since I had heard that colinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14235038353338949636noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-25766090970580861562010-05-12T19:56:00.008-05:002010-05-12T20:12:04.425-05:00Tornado Time!
Unfortunately, it’s that time of year. Late spring, storm masses mixing in the air. Tornados. I remember them well, at Heavener, at Altus AFB, not so much in east Texas, but they are still around.
Already parts of the southeast have been ravaged, like in Atlanta, where Bob Babcock lives. He said part of the roof on his house had been ripped off, and he was forced to stay in a motel for a few Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-145665972676225652010-04-24T10:04:00.002-05:002010-04-24T10:08:37.882-05:00Hillbilly Vegas, others deserve praiseMost of the time, I am proud to live in LeFlore County.Friday night was one of the times which made me proud to live here and of our residents. The weather outside had been nasty with thunderstorms moving through the area and more storms were forecast.Despite that, a large crowd came together to help Whitney Spangler through some difficult times.Whitney is a 20-year old Poteau resident who Craig Hallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11265567466052776075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709698839135404853.post-68182977581745482472010-04-19T06:50:00.002-05:002010-04-19T06:57:06.908-05:00Being Papa John<!-- google_ad_client = "pub-4400148450508195"; /* heavener blog */ google_ad_slot = "3404554358"; google_ad_width = 468; google_ad_height = 60; //-->It looks like I’ll forever be known as Papa John. Not that the moniker is a bad thing. There could be worse, I suppose, but none come to mind really quickly. Maybe “Grandpa.” All my grandkids, however, know me as Papa John.
Karen’s boys, Brandon Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0