Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust
Few people enjoy a good practical joke more than I do — even when I’m the butt of one. I recently got a great...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust
I have a friend in southeast Kansas, ol’ Hugh G. Gardiner, who grew up in eastern Kentucky on a hard-scrabble farm with a lot...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust
I have a friend in southeast Kansas, ol’ Hugh G. Gardiner, who grew up in eastern Kentucky on a hard-scrabble farm with a lot...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust
When you’ve lived as long as I have, and been involved in agriculture the whole time, you reach a point where you think you’ve...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust
I’m still not through with stories about my maternal grandmother, Ann. She not only played a mean ragtime piano, but also wrote songs and...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust
A few weeks ago I mentioned my maternal grandmother was quite a character. She loved to play cards and board games with us grandkids;...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust
This was a week of reader responses to past columns. One faithful reader, ol’ Taka Sipp, wrote:“Just finished reading your column about sampling your...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust
Oh, baby. We had a couple of days this week that made me believe that spring is tantalizing close. On those 60-70 degree days,...
