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Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Rapid spread of armadillos
Well, it’s been hard to get back in the harness to write this column since I wrote a month’s worth in advance in May...
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Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Like Father, Like Son
Almost always the funniest stories are true ones. This one comes from a friend in Wamego, Kan., ol’ KayAnn E. Quipp, who works in...
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Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Memories of Reed
I mentioned two weeks ago that Reed, one of my old high school buddies in California, had gone to his great reward — and...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Memories of Reed
I mentioned two weeks ago that Reed, one of my old high school buddies in California, had gone to his great reward — and...
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Laugh tracks in the dust: The real meaning of “service”
We missed the Big Snow and the Big Rain, but we still got 2.5-inches of rain here in the Flint Hills — which wuz...
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Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Universal Lawn Beauties
Br-r-r-r! The changeable weather has changed again and tonight we’re facing the possibility of frost here in the Flint Hills. Forecast is for...
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Laugh tracks in the dust: Odds and Ends
This turns out to be an odds and ends column. So, I’ll start with an odd, but true, story.
My friend, ol’ Lon G. Horner,...
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Laugh Tracks in the Dust
This is the kind of story I love. A true story that actually happened to a dear friend of mine, ol’ Lon G. Horner.
Lon,...
