Jul

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Posted by : admin | On : July 23, 2009


Our little angel, Rustin Taylor Boswell was born June 1, 2009, in Athens, Texas to James Aaron and Sarah Stevenson Boswell. Rustin returned to the arms of the angels on July 17, 2009, in Abilene, Texas. Services were held Monday, July 20, 2009, at 1 p.m. at the House of Mercy in Athens, with Leon Wallace officiating.
Though Rustin only spent a short time on this earth, he was greatly cherished and loved by all. He will await his loving family in the arms of angels.
Survivors include his parents, Aaron and Sarah; sisters, Amanda and Molly Boswell of Malakoff; brother, Noah Boswell of Malakoff; paternal grandparents, Russel and Barbara Boswell of Malakoff; maternal grandparents, Darryl and Michelle Stevenson of Canton; great-grandmother, Pimble Boswell of Athens; great-grandparents, George and Katherine Walker of Gainesville, Texas; great-grandmother, Bell Stevenson of Elk City, Okla.; uncle and aunt, Cody and Odie Stevenson of Canton; and numerous other uncles, aunts, and cousins.
Pallbearers were Lenard Smith and Gary Baker.

Jul

23

Posted by : admin | On : July 23, 2009


Memorial services for Ilse Luise Lambert, 85, of Malakoff, are scheduled for 10 a.m. Saturday, July 25, 2009, at Tomlinson Funeral Home Malakoff with the Rev. Charles Rogers officiating. Burial will be at Prairie Point Cemetery in Kerens.
Mrs. Lambert died Wednesday, July 15, 2009, in Malakoff. She was born in Nuremburg, Germany.
Mrs. Lambert is preceded in death by husband, Robert Clifton Crocker in 1979; husband, Joe Bailey Lambert in 1996.

Jul

23

Posted by : admin | On : July 23, 2009

Fear Detainees Not
There is a discussion about the disposition of Guantanamo detainees. Well, there is some whining about the detainees.
“The American people don’t want terrorists in their neighborhood,” say various people in Congress and other high office. I suppose their assumption is that the American people are afraid of terrorists in their neighborhood. Surely our elected officials don’t assume that we fear a drop in real estate values, although I have heard that a few terrorists in the neighborhood and down it goes.
Supposedly the detainees that aren’t dangerous aren’t a problem and the dangerous detainees are in one of our prisons which are very difficult to escape from. Senator Brownback (Kansas-R) apparently doesn’t think Ft. Leavenworth could handle a few terrorists. I have more faith in the Army.
For Heaven’s sake, there are less than 300 of them. They could be spread out in all the cities with populations of a million or more and they would disappear into our home grown underworld. Maybe they would become Hell’s Angels or investment bankers.
Anyway, I’m getting tired of people whining about detainees. There is something out of whack when 300 people can spread fear in a nation of 300 million people.
Now If You Want
Something To Fear
I hear a lot about global warming brought about by an overabundance of carbon dioxide. This is a double barreled threat. It could be warming wet or warming dry or both.
Actually the consequences of too much carbon dioxide are unpleasant at best. A few of these consequences are rising sea levels that flood coast lines, changing weather patterns that bring drought to some regions and radically increased rainfall to others. Rising temperatures can bring about the spread of tropical diseases such as malaria.
I could go on but I can’t think of anything good about global warming.
There are those who claim that people aren’t responsible for the increased carbon dioxide levels. They say that efforts to decrease carbon dioxide will raise the price of electricity, indeed, raise the price of everything, they will cause jobs to be sent overseas, they will be bad, bad, bad.
I think that it is obvious that allowing CO

Jul

23

Posted by : admin | On : July 23, 2009

Loosen up and laugh a little, or at least smile!
A young child walked up to her mother and stared at her hair. As her mother scrubbed on her dishes, the girl cleared her throat and asked, “Why do you have some gray hairs?” The mother paused and looked at her daughter. “Every time you disobey, I get a strand of gray hair.” The mother returned to her task of washing dishes. The girl stood there thinking. She cleared her throat again. “Mom?” she asked. “Yes,” her mother answered. “Why is Grandma’s hair all gray?”

A 3-year-old had been told several times to get ready for bed. The last time his mom told him, she was very insistent. His response was, “Yes, sir!” Correcting him she said, “You would say ‘yes, sir’ to a man. I am a lady, and you would say ‘yes ma’am’ to a lady.” To quiz him on this lesson, she then asked him, “What would you say to Daddy?” – “Yes, sir!” came the reply. – “Then what would you say to Mama?” – “Yes, ma’am!” he answered proudly. – “Good job! Now what would you say to Grandma?” – He lit up and said, “Can I have a cookie.”

The Jones Family with their 5-year-old daughter sat close to the front of the church so little Annie could see the whole service. Since they were attending an Episcopal Church, on this particular Sunday the minister was baptizing a tiny infant. Annie Jones was quite taken with the ritual, especially when the minister poured water over the baby’s head. With a quizzical look, the little girl turned to her father and with a loud voice asked, “Daddy, why are they brainwashing that baby?”

Bobby’s parents tried their best to keep him from acting up during the morning worship hour, but they were losing the battle. Finally the father picked up the little fellow and walked sternly up the aisle to apply a little discipline. Just before reaching the foyer, little Bobby called out loudly to the congregation, “Pray for me! Pray for me!”

Seven-year-old Johnny had been standing in the church narthex and examining an impressively large brass plaque for sometime. Seeing the boy’s interest, the pastor walked up and stood beside Johnny. “So, what do you think of this plaque, young man?” – “What is it?” Johnny asked. – “Well, son, these are all the people who have died in the service,” replied the pastor. Soberly the child looked up at the pastor, “Which service, sir, morning or evening?”

A minister on vacation was reading his hometown newspaper. He was stunned to come across his own obituary. Shocked, and not a little upset, he immediately telephoned the editor. “I’m calling you long distance about your report of my death in your paper yesterday,” he explained with indignation. – “Yes, sir,” came the calm reply. “And from where are you calling?”

Jul

16

Posted by : admin | On : July 16, 2009

People like to watch the people making the music, at least I do. This is the way MTV started. On MTV you saw tapes of bands in a live performance. I particularly remember Meatloaf in a live performance of “Paradise by the Dashboard Light.” But time doesn’t stand still and MTV evolved. I remember the first crude efforts at “constructed in a studio” music videos. Music wasn’t the center of attention anymore. Graphic computer design and choreography took center stage. Apparently the audience became more interested in partially clad, nubile young men and women jumping around in a dance performed in the midst of computer graphics; the cuts became so fast that the dancers became a blur of naked flesh and I guess that is what MTV music videos are all about these days; the music is irrelevant.
But change is the nature of things. Movies evolved from the silents to talkies to Technicolor and society evolved right along with them.
I heard a book reviewed that said the cars had evolved from objects that gave us freedom to necessities that tie us down. It is 20 miles to work, 20 miles to dance lessons, 20 miles to soccer practice and a mere 10 miles to the supermarket. How could all of this be done without a car?
I was a teenager, in 1950, and when a car drove by I could recognize its make; Ford, Chevy, Nash, Studebaker and, of course, Caddie. I was watching cars drive by my apartment and most of them looked the same to me regardless of make. Even a Cadillac wasn’t particularly distinguishable.
This is just an opinion but most of the cars that drove by were plain by 1950 standards, in fact, ugly. As I walk in a mall parking lot and try to see who made the dreary pieces of machinery I’m passing, I can’t find a name on it.
By the way I’m told that Subaru means the constellation Pleiades and that the stars on their car is a stylized version.
Anyway, who cares about style these days, it’s all about fuel economy.
Thus Spake the Old Fogy, thinking that if it’s not a Ferrari, who cares?

Jul

16

Posted by : admin | On : July 16, 2009

Yesterday I had a flat tire on the interstate. So I eased my car over to the shoulder of the road, carefully got out of the car and opened the trunk. I took out two cardboard men, unfolded them and stood them at the rear of my car facing oncoming traffic. They looked so life like you wouldn’t believe it! They are in trench coats exposing their nude bodies to the approaching drivers.
To my surprise, cars started slowing down looking at my life-like men which made it safer for me to work at the side of the road. And of course, traffic starts backing up. Everybody is tooting their horns and waving like crazy. It wasn’t long before a state trooper pulls up behind me. He gets out of his car and starts walking toward me, I could tell he was not a happy camper! “What’s going on here?” – “My car has a flat tire,” I said calmly. – “Well, what are those obscene cardboard men doing here by the road?” – I couldn’t believe that he didn’t know. So I told him, “Hellooo, those are my emergency flashers!”

Good Irish Humor
Paddy had been drinking at his local Dublin pub all day and most of the night celebrating St. Patrick’s Day. Mick, the bartender, says, “You’ll not be drinking anymore tonight, Paddy.” Paddy replies, “OK Mick, I’ll be on my way then.” Paddy spins around on his stool and steps off. He falls flat on his face. “Damn” he says and pulls himself up by the stool and dusts himself off. He takes a step toward the door and falls flat on his face. “Damn!” He looks to the doorway and thinks to himself that if he can just get to the door and some fresh air he’ll be fine. He belly crawls to the door and shimmies up to the door frame. He sticks his head outside and takes a deep breath of fresh air, feels much better and takes a step out onto the sidewalk and falls flat on his face. “By Jeebers

Jul

16

Posted by : admin | On : July 16, 2009


Services for Florence Murl Norris Smith, 87, of Malakoff, were held at Faith Community Baptist Church in Payne Springs at 10 a.m. Saturday, July 11, 2009, with Pastor Billy Norris, grandson officiating. The graveside service was held in Odessa, Texas, at Sunset Memorial Gardens at 10 a.m. Monday, July 13, 2009, with Pastor Dale Norris, son officiating. Visitation was Friday, July 10, 2009, at Tomlinson Funeral Home, Malakoff from 6-8 p.m.
Mrs. Smith was born May 26, 1922, in County, Okla. to Charles and Grace Beck. She died July 8, 2009, in Malakoff.
Mrs. Norris spent most of her young life in Sand Springs, Okla. She married L.B. Norris, Jr. June 1, 1940. In the early fifties she moved to west Texas where her husband worked in the oilfields as a welder. His work carried them to many locations throughout Texas and the country. They lived in Kenei, Alaska for a time.
In the mid-sixties she returned to school and became a LVN. She worked in the hospital and provided private care. She was an active member of Calvary Baptist Church and Second Baptist Church in Odessa for many years. She taught Sunday School, sang in the Choir and loved to participate in the Glory Choir. She was married to L.B. Norris for 41 years. He preceded her in death in 1981.
She married Wiley Smith in 1993. After his death in 1996 she moved to Athens, Texas and attended First Baptist Church. In 2003 she moved to Star Harbor to be near her son. She was a member of Faith Community.
Mrs. Norris was a devoted mother and loved her family and grandchildren. She always had a smile and loved to quote scripture. Her life was dedicated in service to others. The family will miss her but know that Jesus met her in heaven and greeted her with “Well done my good and faithful servant.”
She was preceded in death by son, Johnny Michael Norris; husbands, L.B. Norris, Jr. and Wiley Smith; father, C.B. Beck; mother, Grace Beck; brother, Charles E. Beck.
Survivors include son, Wendell Norris and wife Vera of Hemphill, Texas and Dale Norris and wife Sybil of Malakoff; sister, Virginia Slavich of Watauga, Texas; five grandchildren, 12 great-grandchildren and two great-great-grandchildren, as well as several nieces and nephews.
The family would like to thank the staff at Cedar Lake Nursing Home for their care of her for the last year and a half.
In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to the Building Fund at Faith Community, Box 6887 Hwy. 198, Mabank, TX 75756 or the Alzheimer’s Association National Office 225 N. Michigan Ave., Fl. 17, Chicago, IL 60601. Service were under the direction of Tomlinson Funeral Home, Malakoff.

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Posted by : admin | On : July 16, 2009


Services for Joe S. Coker, 59, of Flint were held 11 a.m. Thursday, July 16, 2009, at Carroll-Lehr Funeral Home Chapel in Athens with the Rev. Frank Upchurch officiating. Burial followed in Oaklawn Memorial Park.
Mr. Coker died July 13, 2009, in Tyler. He was born Sept. 9, 1949, in Athens to the late Charlie Curtis and Gladys Jewell Stephens Coker.
Mr. Coker attended Athens High School and Henderson County Junior College. He joined the United States Marine Corp and served in the Vietnam War. He formerly worked for Jack L. Ward Surveyor in Athens and completed his career as a radiographer with H and H Xray Service, Inc.
Survivors include his sister, Charlotte Stockard, of Dallas; and long-time companion, Karen Anderson, of Flint.

Jul

16

Posted by : admin | On : July 16, 2009


Jack E. Forman, 74, of Malakoff, died June 29, 2009, in Malakoff. He was born July 1, 1934, in Rusk.
Services will be held at a later date under the direction of Eubank Cedar Creek Funeral Home.
He was a contractor and a veteran of the U.S. Air Force.
Survivors include wife, Bernice Forman of Malakoff; daughters, Nyoka Bryant and husband Tommy of Gun Barrel City, Patty Haag and husband Johnny of Log Cabin, Jackie Perez and husband Jesse of Palmer, Clara Perez and husband Jesse of Log Cabin; 15 grandchildren and16 great-grandchildren.

Jul

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Posted by : admin | On : July 16, 2009


Graveside services for Eloise E. Fisk, 94, of Trinidad, were held 5 p.m. Wednesday, July 15, 2009, at Trinidad Cemetery with the Rev. Jimmy Steele officiating and under the direction of Tomlinson Funeral Home of Malakoff.
Mrs. Fisk died Monday, July 13, 2009, in Malakoff. She was born Dec. 24, 1914, to the late Harvey Lee Otis and the late Gertha Gamblin.
She was employed by Daughtory Airway Pharmacy.
Se was preceded in death by her parents.
Survivors include son, Tony Fisk of Trinidad; daughter, Barbara Sue O’brien of Lee’s Summit, Mo.; three grandchildren, eight great-grandchildren, and three great-great-grandchildren.