Sep

10

Posted by : admin | On : September 10, 2009

By Emily Lundy
Special to The News
What a lovely Labor Day weekend. We’ve had company, laughter, saw some winning ballgames for “our” side, and only happy things occurred so far.

On the Tyler television station earlier in the week, a veteran of WWII, 80 years old, named Warren Dunn was spotlighted and said his hometown was Trinidad. Does anyone have any more info about this man to share? Call 778-4173.
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Sep

10

Posted by : admin | On : September 10, 2009


Graveside services for Hazel Faye Rogers, 91, of Malakoff, were held 10 a.m. Wednesday, Sept. 9, 2009, at Malakoff Cemetery under the direction of Tomlinson Funeral Homes of Malakoff.
Mrs. Rogers died Thursday, Sept. 3, 2009, in Malakoff.
She was preceded in death by her parents, Lum Sides and Hattie Medford Sims Sides; husband, Jack M. Rogers.
Survivors include sister, Laverne Steen of Forney; and many friends.

Sep

10

Posted by : admin | On : September 10, 2009


Graveside services for Juanita Lindsey, 87, of Greenville, Texas, were held 11 a.m. Tuesday, Sept. 8, 2009, at Tool Cemetery with Bro. Ken Maddox officiating and under the direction of Tomlinson Funeral Home, Seven Points.
Mrs. Lindsey died Sunday, Sept. 6, 2009, in Greenville, Texas. She was born Nov. 6, 1921, in Kenova, West Virginia to the late Frank Steele and the late Matilda Jane McCloud.
She was preceded in death by husband Lyman H. Lindsey, who she married in 1962.
Survivors include daughters, Susan and husband John Lemmons, Kay and husband Robert Kosman; brother, Bill Mabe; four grandchildren and five great-grandchildren.

Sep

10

Posted by : admin | On : September 10, 2009


Services for John D. Howard, 82, of Mabank, were held 10 a.m. Monday, Sept. 7, 2009, at Eubank Memorial Chapel with the Rev. Alan Hobgood officiating. Interment followed at Cedar Creek Memorial Park under the direction of Eubank Cedar Creek Funeral Home.
Mr. Howard died Thursday, Sept. 3, 2009, in Mabank. He was born Nov. 1, 1926, in Anadarko, Okla.
Mr. Howard was preceded in death by his wife, Marcia Howard, in 2007, and his daughter, Linda Flood.
Survivors include son, Larry Howard and wife Denise of Cookson, Okla.; daughters, Sam Wilson and husband Butch of Wagoner, Okla., Pam Hobgood and husband Allen of Malakoff; five grandchildren and three great-grandchildren.
Honorary pallbearers were Adrian Shaw, Jimmy Faircloth, Bud Moffatt, Guy Smedley, Dewayne Hobgood, Frank Donovan.

Sep

10

Posted by : admin | On : September 10, 2009

A man whose son had just passed his driving test went home one evening and found that the boy had driven into the living room.

Sep

10

Posted by : admin | On : September 10, 2009

If you want to be a sure success at growing something, consider Bermudagrass. Just give it sunshine and a nice clean space and it will come. At least that is what happens when you aren’t expecting it. Now if you are trying to make a lawn of it, it may be a little bashful. So maybe you need to pretend you don’t want it. It will show up.

Of course, I’ll have to admit, I gave mine a head start. It probably thought it was invited.

This is a continuation of last week’s column of good intentions gone awry. This is the big one I didn’t want to talk about in the same paragraph as my little pond that is going to be beautiful when it is completed. This week I can talk about it, cause I now have a things-not-going-as-planned story about the pond as well.

Back to the grass. Remember, I had all this beautiful, rich topsoil brought in from the back of my place where the stock tank was dug, which was spread on the south side of my house so I can have wonderful flowers and shrubs. And I had this other stack of super rich natural compost from the bottom of the gully where the the tank was centered. It was to be saved to spread on top of the other soil and mixed in with it. So far so good.

Well, to the side of my new yard, was a small patch of Bermudagrass. It needed to go. I got tired of digging it, and suggested it could be removed with one or two scrapes of the back hoe’s blade. It was scraped and placed in a pile near the super rich compost. Then it was a while before we got around to spreading the good stuff and we kind of forgot what was what. Well guess what happened? It all got scooped up together. My super duper grass-free new yard got sprigged with Bermuda!

It’s like the night of the living dead. The bermudagrass zombies keep rising from the dead to haunt me. Actually they don’t look like zombies. They are pretty little green shoots, innocent looking. I like little green things. But, while I don’t watch a lot of horror movies, I am reminded of those movies about demon children, that look so pretty, but have red, glowing eyes, and are out to get you. So I rip those suckers out the minute I see them.

Actually, this makes a pretty good story, but it’s not quite that bad. There wasn’t that big a pile of the dug up grass, but it really is amazing how evenly it got spread, and what an effect it has made. If I keep after it though, it will probably be gone soon. Early in the morning it is kind of fun, like hunting Easter eggs.

Oops, I’ve filled up my space before I got to the pond mess up. Oh well, it will have to wait.

The bookstore is on it’s way. I’ll bet we start stocking books within the week. I hope you are eagerly awaiting its opening.

Sep

04

Posted by : admin | On : September 4, 2009

By Michael V. Hannigan

MALAKOFF

Sep

03

Posted by : admin | On : September 3, 2009

By Britt Thompson and Amanda Miles Thompson

From The Malakoff News
Friday, September 3, 1965

Mrs. Dave Elenburg, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Finis E. Hardy of Malakoff, received her Master of Arts degree with a major in English from The University of Texas, Saturday, August 28. She was graduated from Baylor University with a Bachelor of Arts degree in 1962.
Mrs. Elenburg is a graduate of Malakoff High School. She attended Henderson County Junior College, where she was a member of Phi Theta Kappa, Kappa Alpha Pi, and selected for Who’s Who.
She is teaching English and speech for her second year at San Marcos Baptist Academy, San Marcos, Texas.
Mrs. Elenburg and her husband, who is a statistician with the U. S. Department of Agriculture, make their home in Austin, Texas.
CONTRIBUTE TO LOOKING BACK! – If you have photographs, articles, or family histories that you would like to see in the Looking Back column, please contact Britt Thompson at the following email address: rbtnyu81@sbcglobal.net or mail to Britt Thompson, 7033 Blalock Drive, The Colony, Texas 75056. Photographs and text can be in any format.
DOWN MEMORY LANE – Click on the Down Memory Lane link. Share your memories as new pictures from Malakoff’s past are posted regularly.

Sep

03

Posted by : admin | On : September 3, 2009

I guess I’ll start off by telling you about some plans that didn’t work out exactly like we thought they would.
Sort of like the guineas, which, by the way, have not been heard of since that fateful day when Maggie chased them into the woods.
For one thing, I told you Randy Rader’s bookstore was going to keep that nice gray with white lines look in the front. Well, it was going to, until we realized, since the new facade is constructed of antique ceiling boards, which, having spent their already long life indoors, probably wouldn’t have lasted two years before coming apart without lots and lots of paint coating and supporting them. So Randy is going with her original plan, which is going to look fantastic.
The store is shaping up, and just as soon as we can, even before things are finished, we are going to bring in some shelves and books, and start loading. Because we are just two ladies of “a certain age,” it is going to take a long time to get everything like we want it. However, we plan to open the doors just as soon as possible, even before we get even a fourth – maybe a tenth – of the books in place. We hope you’ll come in, visit with us, tell us what kind of books you are looking for. Whatever it is, I’m pretty sure we’ve got some of it somewhere. It may take a while to find it. In the meantime, maybe you’ll find something else you like. That’s what I’ve always loved about used bookstores – you’re liable to find something wonderful that you never heard of before, and priced low enough you can take a chance on it.
Another plan that sort of surprised me has to do with books, too. Some of the colleges put their library rejects up for auction by the pallet. They often go for several hundred dollars, and I haven’t had the nerve to try it, because you don’t get to look at them first. But this time I bid a low minimum bid on two of them, knowing I wouldn’t win, because they always go for lots more. Well, this time nobody else bid, and I won both of them. I figured somebody must have known something I didn’t. Sure enough, when I finally got to open them, I found them full of beautifully bound stuff nobody wants to read. Government kind of stuff. Our tax dollars at work. A pallet of books is an awful lot of books. So now I’m trying to figure out how to make lemonade out of my lemons. Did you ever hear about “Books by the Yard?” If you haven’t, and are interested, Google it, and look at the prices some folks are getting for books that are sold just for their covers.
The third plan that sort of got out of hand comes with something that is getting out of hand in a wonderful way. I’ll tell you the good part first. My little pond at the foot of my flower garden is coming along beautifully. Eric Gilbert, who dug my stock pond to get the fertile loam for this garden, has been helping me dream it up, and then has been building it for me. He even found something that looked like what we’d been talking about while he and his family were on vacation, and brought me pictures of it. He dug the hole, then brought the stuff he lined his swimming pool with, a light flexible concrete-like stuff, mixed it and installed it. I got a bargain on a bunch of flagstone, and my Norwood kids gave me a bunch of great rocks left over from their building, and we are putting rocks all around it as well as everywhere else. It’s not finished yet. It is going to have a hidden pump circulating water down a river rock stream. And lots of plants surrounding it. Maybe some fish in it. We’ll probably finish it this week. Well, maybe not the fish and plants. It is going to be fantastic. Way more than I expected. I’ll never be able to neglect my garden. It would be awful to have that high class pond sitting there amongst a bunch of dead bushes and weeds.
Thinking about the pond is so pleasant, I don’t want to talk about the way I goofed up out there close to it. Besides, I’m out of room. I’ll save that story till next week.

Sep

03

Posted by : admin | On : September 3, 2009