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One store I was in had a display of clearance wine. Talk about a way to tempt a cheap nondrinker! I was tempted, but don't know what wine goes with what food or occasion. I saw one called Blush. I thought maybe you gave it to a lady, and she would blush without a bad joke. Cleo vetoed the purchase. Bummer.

Facebook is one of the best good-bad inventions on the internet. It is surpassed on false and inaccurate news stories only by the national news services. Paul Harvey (the rest of the story), Edward R. Murrow (war correspondent), and Andy Rooney (60 Minutes commentator) have to be turning over in their graves at the way modern news is presented by the networks.

If you look something up, suddenly you will be attacked with ads on Facebook for whatever it was you desired. It is also a great way to get out information about deaths, happenings, and finding people that have disappeared. These are the good part of Facebook.

There are lots of good remembering-the-past sites on there. One of my favorites is the Waynoka History group. Lots of pictures, and information that was lost forever in a box in the basement has made its way for us all to see. Once in a while I will see someone I knew, which is pretty cool. Thanks to the moderator, and all that contribute.

Anyhow, Thursday evening a lady, Barbara Fulbright, who had lived in Alva for a time, 1955-1963, made a post on Facebook. Her maiden name was Dale. Her dad, Steven Dale, was a teacher at the college. She wanted to see if any of her friends from back then were still around. As I write this, she had 46 comments, all with a bit of Alva history in them.

She said her uncle, Ward Haynes, had a wallpaper store just off the square. I don't remember ever hearing of this business. Anyhow, we had a connection of sorts. She mentioned that she lived at 215 Center St/ when they lived in Alva. The lady that owned the house was Alta Renfrew, a local piano teacher. Cleo and I bought the house from Mrs. Renfrew, and lived there 17 years. When we moved to the Hackett house north of the bank, our son, Jerry, and wife Grace bought it from us and still live there today. During a snowstorm when Mrs. Renfrew lived there; she painted the neatest picture on the kitchen wall. Small world!

It’s another week of tragedy and sadness. Prayers for the people killed at the hospital in Tulsa. Not making light of the terrible world of crazy we live in, but all the violence is not a modern thing. One thing is if there is a tragedy, the news media is there practically as it happens, putting out their slant on it. Most times whatever the news is about, there is what is told without full information, what the news can sensationalize to get you to watch their news, and what really happened. It really sucks that the news media cannot back off and not stress grieving people worse than they already are.

The other thing is if I were on the fence about committing a horrible act, the fact that because of the news media my name will be in lights and I will have my two minutes of fame, I may just go for it. Let's not even mention the criminal's name, and maybe someone will think about the fact that no one will ever know that they did the deed and forget it.

I did learn about another duty for men. All men should make coffee for their women. It says right in the Bible: "Hebrews."

Let's enjoy the rain we are being blessed with, even though it comes right at harvest time.

Let's all be safe out there and God bless.