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The gloomy wet views out of my breakfast room windows promised to go away before Pat and I get in our car and drive up for a sumptuous Thanksgiving meal up in North Tulsa hosted by our granddaughter Lindsey.

Those of us who love our Friday night football have really felt loved this ongoing season. Our kids are well, our kids.

To be or not to be. That was the question William Shakespeare posed once upon a time.

I notice the governor of California is wanting his “Utopia” back. At least that’s what I think he said.

It was a busy day. The phone was alive with business and, as I glanced out over my store, I was pleased to see everyone was busy.

I was sharing with my wife last week that being old has many drawbacks. Your aches and pains don’t just come around once in awhile — they move in like a bunch of bad relatives — and stay.

Press reports released by Oklahoma’s State Auditor, Cindy Byrd state that we (the Oklahoma Taxpayers) just got gipped out of two hundred million dollars. Yep, done stolen, paid out to our crooked politicians and probably spent.

I have written in an earlier article about when in high school our Agriculture teacher told my classmate that: “Your attitude is so low, you could crawl under the belly of a snake with a stove top hat on and never touch the snake”. My friend did not understand the teacher and he called it altitude.

Taking the shot

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