Well, that was certainly interesting. As someone who is seriously â€śintoâ€ť how government finances, or doesnâ€™t, various things, especially fixing potholes, Iâ€™m always interested in what other people have to say about such subjects. Or at least Iâ€™m interested as long as they make some kind of sense. Unfortunately for me, sometimes I have to read through a fair amount of a piece before I can tell which is which. Then again, some of those pieces are pretty interesting, in a train wreck kind of way, because they reveal more about the author than perhaps the author intended - or maybe not.
Jâ€™ever notice? If itâ€™s hunting, fishing, or penning wild cows, the first storyteller doesnâ€™t have a chance since everyone within hearing distance will have a better story. This is a reversal of the roles, but since Iâ€™m writinâ€™ the writinâ€™, I am going to tell the best one first and then declare me the winner: This old cowboy was showing a young cowboy around the ranch where he had just been hired on. The old cowboy said, â€śThese cattle in this big pasture are real wild. Theyâ€™re so wild, thereâ€™s just three or four in a bunch and in some bunches thereâ€™s not any.â€ť
As regular readers of my columns will be well aware, a topic that I feel very strongly about is the so-called â€śminimum wageâ€ť. Recently, someone had asked me what my feelings are about employee pay, and I responded that I wanted to see everybody get the pay they deserved and a chance to make a decent living. I personally think that by inserting itself between employers and employees through such methods as the minimum wage law, the federal government greatly slows, or even sometimes prevents, the ability of businesses to financially reward people who have earned better pay.
Remember the days when the refrigerator was always full, but you never went to the store? Clean clothing appeared as though by magic, and the house was normally clean, without your effort? Despite having to bow to the authority of a parent, and live by the rules of the house, which was, at times, frustrating, those appear to have been halcyon days â€“ at least from the perspective of several years!
Jâ€™ever notice? Certain times of the year trigger certain memories. This time of year is about the time when farming spring-planted crops is fixing to be in full swing. By now, most farmers have patched washes and ends and plowed up terraces. I remember my earliest farming experiences. The terraces were usually plowed up with a two-bottom moleboard (covering twenty-eight inches at a time) or a two-disc plow. The land that was going to be bedded was already finished. When the weeds and Johnson grass started growing, farmers would start plowing beds.
We got a lot of things out of the social and civil unrest of the sixties and seventies, and thankfully a lot of those â€śthingsâ€ť havenâ€™t really stuck with us. On the other hand, some of the language has, which means a few of the concepts, or ways of thinking about things have become part of the landscape.
It has not been many years ago that persons thought of â€śdog showsâ€ť as some rare, exotic pastime indulged in by the wealthy folk back east or on the west coast. When I would mention spending my weekends in Dallas, Amarillo or San Antonio showing my pets, few folk had any comprehension of what I was doing. Times have certainly changed, to the point that most people know when Westminster will be televised, the AKC national (December) and the National Dog Show which always follows the Macyâ€™s Parade on Thanksgiving Day.
Jâ€™ever notice? Sometimes when things change unexpectedly it changes our whole way of doing. I remember about forty years ago when Uncle Herbert told me the absolutely unbelievable news that he couldnâ€™t find any gooseneck maize seed. This would be like not being able to find any hay grazer seed today. A major part of Uncle Herbertâ€™s farming livestock operation had been dependent on gooseneck maize every since he could remember. It was a lot of hard work from start to finish, but it produced a major portion of the feed for the horses, mules, cows, hogs, and chickens.
Following the recent storm that passed through the area on Wednesday April 22, the question has been asked about the outdoor warning sirens that are in the city and why they were not activated. We at the Sweetwater Fire Department would like the citizens of Sweetwater to know that we take the activation of the sirens very seriously. The National Weather Service in San Angelo has helped us come up with a protocol for activating them that we follow. This is in place to prevent complacency and have the public aware that they are only sounded when danger is imminent.
Wednesday will be the day formally declared as â€śEarth Dayâ€ť, a time designated several years ago as one for the inhabitants of our world, from whatever nation, to contemplate our impact on the globe, environmentally as well as in other ways. Started in the mid 1970â€™s, at a time when rabid environmentalism and peace marches were the order of the day, Earth Day celebrations have settled down â€“ almost into oblivion.