There is a predicted low of 49 degrees tomorrow night. Good weather for football. The Groesbeck Goats will be playing the Whitney Wildcats in Whitney. The Goat Homecoming is next weekend with many reunions and events scheduled. Click for article.
Brook Valls forwarded me an e-mail from a genealogist with Kosse roots. It is self-explanatory.
Name: Leonard Pauley Address: 751 Bayou Pines East Suite "Q" City: Lake Charles State: LA Zip: 70601 Phone: (337) 478 - 1333 Message: My Great Great Grandfather and Mother lived in Kosse. They were Henry Clay Mullins and Laura Almo Stephenson. He came from Georgia and she from Arkansas. My Grandmother, Jewel Inez Mullins was born in Kosse on June 14th, 1897 and her sister Ella was born in 1896, also. I am trying to trace that line of our family. In fact we still own a lot in Kosse and have been paying the taxes for all these years. I would like to get into contact with someone that could help me? Please. My nick name is Pete and it is better to use that name as there are more than 1 Leonard's. My cell is 337-540-1399 and my home is 337-480-6899. Thank you for any help you could give me. Pete
While peacefully hibernating in the king-size Sealy Posturepedic a few hours ago I was suddenly the victim of a muscle spasm in the calf muscle, commonly known as a leg cramp. As anyone who has ever had one knows, there is absolutely nothing that can be done to eliminate this agonizing travail except to bite the bullet and wait for its conclusion. After ten seconds or so of this unexpected affliction, the muscle stopped twitching and I was simply left to enjoy the tormenting after-effects. To further add to my discomfort, upon being awakened I realized I needed to make an immediate trip to the boy's room. I knew from past experience that I would not be able to put my full weight on the recently-spasmed leg muscle, but the bladder was not willing to take no for an answer. I considered rolling towards the bathroom doorway but decided hopping would be more feasible. I began my 1/8-ton rabbit imitation and soon made it to my desired location. Fortunately there was no apparent damage to the floor structure in its attempt to hold my hopping girth.
I saw Mrs. Graeber at the cafe and she told me her brother in Waco had passed away yesterday morning. Condolences are offered to Mrs. Graeber, Bill Parker, and their families.
I received an e-mail post request from Theresa Theiss, owner of AG Accounting & More of downtown Kosse. It is a follow-up to an earlier e-mail that was posted on the Kosse Blog.
Well, Thought I'd drop another note to keep everyone posted on Blake and I.. We went to the Dr. Monday and they said he is healing very well. Although he does have to stay home another week, and he can't do any physical activities till after Christmas break. ( He was upset about that cause they included hunting too.) So, I think this 4-wheeler ride really taught him a lesson!! We want to make sure everything is healing all the way. The Liver and Spleen need a lot of rest. He will go back to school on Oct. 2 (next monday) which means that I can then go back to work. SO LOOK for The Accounting office to be open next monday October 2 @ 9:00 am.
Thanks a lot, and I'll see you all then. Drop by and say HI.. Thanks for all your patience and understanding!!!
Teresa Theiss
A fire burned down a large part of downtown Chilton. Click for article. The article states the smoke could be seen for miles. I can attest to that as I was in Rosebud yesterday afternoon and could see the smoke. I have been fortunate to have never experienced an out-of-control blaze at any of our businesses. My brother John was not so fortunate when he owned the grocery/feed store in Kosse. One night he left the electric barbecue pit on while cooking some briskets and somehow it caught the wall of the feed store on fire. The building was seventy or eighty years old at the time and the walls burned like paper once the fire spread. The incident occurred in the middle of the night so there was a significant amount of damage before the fire department was able to contain the fire. Fortunately his insurance covered the cost of repairs and the damaged area was rebuilt. When I bought the business the charred reminders were evident throughout the upper part of the feed store, and I made sure to never leave anything cooking overnight. The most disheartening fire in recent Kosse history was the burning of the Kosse school building by an arsonist a couple of years ago. Plans were underway at the time to utilize the long-boarded building but they were ended by the jerk that burned the school down. As far as I know the culprit was never arrested.
One month until Halloween, two months until Thanksgiving, three months until Christmas, and four months until I began my sixth decade on Earth. Time continues to fly.
Being a hermit by nature, I have always wanted to live in the country. When my parents moved back to Limestone County this desire was fulfilled. We lived in what is known as Davis Prairie. We were seven miles from Groesbeck, four miles from Thornton, and two miles from the nearest neighbor. I already knew the area quite well as it had served for years as our frequent weekend destination. When I was thirteen I purchased a used mini-bike for $35.00, the purpose of which was to serve as my mode of transportation while staying at what my father had named Owl Roost Ranch. The mini-bike had a three-horsepower Briggs & Stratton motor (lawn mower engine), a one-speed centrifugal clutch, a brake system consisting of a flat piece of metal which would rub against the rear tire for stopping purposes, and a one-piece metal frame. It had a top-speed of 20 m.p.h. and was painted fire-engine red. I discovered roads and trails I never knew existed, and it allowed for many a relaxing and adventurous moment. One afternoon I was cruising the rock roads which connected the Owl Roost Ranch to civilization. Unfortunately I did not see the miniature boulder which was soon to be met by the front tire of the two-wheeler. Upon impact, the mini-bike and I received a not-so-warm welcome from the sharp-edged rocks we now found ourselves rolling through. When the catastrophic ordeal ended I looked like a 140-pound strawberry and felt worse than Khalid Sheik Mohammed after being waterboarded. What further exacerbated the situation is that the three-horsepower Briggs & Stratton engine would not restart, so I had the agonizing pleasure of walking two miles home while pushing a fire-engine red mini-bike. The irony is that I ended up owning a number of motorcycles and never had an accident on any of them. My only two-wheel disaster occurred that summer afternoon of 1970 on a back road two miles from Owl Roost Ranch.
Autumn has arrived and brought a cold front. The predicted high is 80 degrees with lows in the 50's. It's feeling good in Kosse.
According to a French newspaper, Osama Bin Laden has died of typhoid. American officials are skeptical of the accuracy of this report. Click for article. Ironically, on the same day this report surfaced, the death toll in the war on terror reached 2974, now exceeding the 2973 killed on 9-11-2001 by Osama Bin Laden's group. Click for article.
I am involved in a new business venture which will take most of my time up for approximately the next month. As a result, the Kosse Blog will be written as time allows, which will most likely be every other day or so.
A Killeen I.S.D. police officer was stabbed in the leg Friday while breaking up a fight at Ellison High School. Click for article. I was able to witness a number of student brawls while teaching at Jackson Middle School in Houston during the 1980's. The teachers were expected to stand at their door during the five minutes between classes. There were 1700 students at Jackson, and the halls would be packed wall-to-wall with students rushing to go to their lockers and next class. Every week or two a fight would break out during this time. The scenario was always consistent, and as often as not the combatants would be female. As soon as the first blow was thrown or hair was pulled there would be a loud announcement that a fight was occurring. You would hear "Fight! Fight!" being screamed by a variety of 14 year olds. Being a virtually all-Hispanic educational facility, the fight was normally announced in both English and Spanish. I assume this was done so the recent immigrants could also enjoy the altercation. The stampede of students rushing to catch a glimpse of the action reminded me of the running of the bulls in Spain. The first couple of years I would attempt to break up the fights which occurred in my room's vicinity. This willingness to intervene was permanently ended the day some unknown crowd member hit me in the back of the head with a hard metal object. I had not signed up for the World Wrestling Federation, so any future attempts at intervention were merely verbal. Things became so bad that actual Houston Police Department officers begin patrolling the halls throughout the day. It was all quite an experience.
Bad news on the Goat football front. They were defeated last night by China Spring. The final score was 29-23. Their record is now 2-2. The Bremond team did not play this week.
There is an ad in this week's Groesbeck Journal which is advertising free pond and lake stocking of almost-mature fish. They will be large enough to catch and eat within 60-90 days. It's sound like an unbelievable deal as they have ten-million fish of all varieties to get rid of and will even deliver them and put them in the pond or lake. Lake Kosse could perhaps be additionally stocked with fish for free. At the moment there is a fishing ban at our city park lake while the fish grow. Click for photos of Lake Kosse.
It was nice to see Virginia Jefferson at the Cefco last night. It reminded me of her late brother, Kenneth. Kenneth was a Kosse character. He was always smiling and in a good mood. Occasionally his good mood was further enhanced by a six-pack of Old Milwaukee. It did not help his high blood pressure and one day did not help his pocketbook. Stacy told me he was once arrested for drunk driving. The strange part of the arrest is that he was riding his bicycle at the time. The irony is that Kenneth had chosen to ride his bike rather than drive so that he would not be arrested for drunk driving.
Wal-Mart is cutting the retail price of 291 generic drugs to $4.00 for a one-month prescription. The program is first being offered in Florida and is predicted to be fully in effect within a year. Click for article. Among the prescriptions I take is Prilosec. Before it went off patent a few years ago it was costing $118.00 for a 30-day supply. Now it is sold over-the-counter for $28.00 for a 42-day supply. Once the $4.00 Wal-Mart prescriptions arrive in Marlin, I need to go back on the prescription version.
