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2022 Fall Raymer Society Consignment Art Auciton

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The 2022 Fall Raymer Society Consignment Art Auction will be held Saturday, October 29th at 11AM at the Trinity United Methodist Church, 224 S. Main, Lindsborg. Doors will open at 9AM. The auction will also be online at liveauctioneers.com. There are more than 150 works of art in this auction. Consigned to the auction are 10 original works by Lester Raymer, including 3 oils, 1 crayon resist, 2 ceramic bowls, 2 sketches (one could be the last sketch Raymer did before he died) and 2 lino-cuts. Also, up for auction will be 9 works by Birger Sandzén, including  lithographs, a woodcut and lino-cuts. In addition, there will be works from many Sandzén students, and other regional and national artists. To view the auction art, go to lesterraymer.org and click on the auction tab and date. You will also find bidding options and other information on the website. An exhibition of the auction art will be held at the Red Barn Studio Museum, 212 S. Main, Tuesday, October 18 through Thursday, October 27.  For more information, please contact [email protected] or (785) 227-2217.

Funding for the Red Barn Studio Museum comes in part from the Kansas Department of Commerce Creative Arts Industries Commission and the National Endowment for the Arts.

I Am NOT A Hoarder

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lee pitts
Let me preface my remarks with the emphatic proclamation that, contrary to what some misguided people might think, I AM NOT A HOARDER!
I am a collector… big difference.
A hoarder’s house is packed with boxes clogging hallways, newspaper stacked to the ceiling, and assorted junk bought at garage sales filling every niche. Our house, however, is neat and tidy with lots of open space. Although I will admit that every wall is covered with bits, spurs, bookcases full of books, old license plates, and western artwork. I swelled with pride when a friend once said that mine was the only house he’d ever been in with barbed wire on the walls.
Although I AM NOT A HOARDER I do have the hoarding gene. My Grandma was proud to own a twelve foot stack of Sara Lee coffee cake pans when she died, while I specialize in prescription bottles, and keep in mind I’ve had 11 different prescriptions for 30 years. Believe me, that’s a lot of bottles! For those 30 years I’ve also consumed two cups of Mott’s applesauce every day and I saved the valuable containers it comes in and every one is filled with screws, nails, bolts and other assorted hardware I’ve picked up at estate sales and farm auctions. I have such a diverse collection the local hardware store refers people to me when they don’t have something.
Visitors are always amazed at how organized and tidy my shop is. In that regard, I think I may suffer from an obsessive/compulsive disorder. I have a friend who says he’s gonna come over some night and empty all my screws, nuts, bolts, washers and nails in one big jumble on the floor. If he ever did that I think I might shoot myself… right after I shot him!
I have a reason for collecting the things I do. I’ve amassed over 400 ball caps because I have a big bald spot in the middle of my head that is growing faster than a forest fire in California. I always wear a hat because I suffer from cranial deforestation and follicular regression. I’ve also been diagnosed with hair compensation syndrome which means I wear a hat at ALL times. And  I’m very picky about the kind of cap I wear. I don’t like the ones that have mesh on the back of the cap. I use these as sieves to strain paint.
My wife insists I don’t need 400 ball caps but I tried giving several to a restaurant that has ball caps hanging from its rafters but they declined my generous offer because a lot of my hats were given to me by septic pumpers, tallow works and slaughterhouses and the restaurant owner thought they might NOT be conducive to a customer’s dining experience.
I may very well have the largest motel/hotel stationery collection in the world. In my 40 years of traveling I usually stayed at motels so cheap I was lucky to get a free postcard but in my mother’s second career she traveled all over the country closing bankrupt banks for the FDIC. Because she worked for the government she stayed at Hiltons, Doubletrees, Marriott’s and other assorted upscale hotels and she gave me the free stationery. She also saved a bank bag from every bank she closed down so I must have the biggest collection of bankrupt bank bags in the country. Who knows what that could be worth?
One of my life’s primary goals was to hold the world record for the number of pens in my possession, after all, they are the tools of my trade. I think I need somewhere around 14,000 to break the record and I’m close because every drawer in the house is stuffed with free pens from banks, auction markets and drug companies who, by the way, give away the best pens with weird names of new drugs on them. I haven’t even mentioned my thousands of books, trophy buckles that cowboys hocked at pawn shops, expired old calendars or my single spur-leather collection.
Okay, I admit my collecting habit may be a bit out of control. My wife doesn’t want to deal with all this “junk” after I’m gone so if you’re interested in acquiring a world class collection of stationery or bankrupt bank bags contact her as I’m much too emotionally invested to deal with it.
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Fun Loving Windom All-Around Cowgirl Most Diversified Successful

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Halloween is generally the time kids want to be all dressed up in scary and fun costumes.
Some adults like to get in on the excitement too, and TallyAnn is one of them.
Likely first recognized as a cowgirl, TallyAnn Klitzke is much more. A diversely talented educator, youth counselor, coach, pharmaceutical salesperson, and most gifted artist.
Artistic creativity is partially where costuming for Halloween comes in. TallyAnn combines her energetic art talents with her fondness for everything horses to have fun and a good time.
“It’s been a tradition to design and make Halloween costumes for my horse,” she said. The most recent ones include Minnie and Mickey Mouse, Charlie Brown and Snoopy, and Maleficent Fire-Breathing Dragon.
“Diversified” is likely the only encompassing description for the ambitious woman who’d probably be satisfied with “TallyAnn is a cowgirl.”
Raised in western Kansas, TallyAnn graduated from Quinter High School and then received degrees from Fort Hays State University. She has a bachelor’s in education and a Master of Science in school counseling.
Now making her home on an 80-acre farm near Windom in McPherson County, TallyAnn is a fulltime pharmaceutical sales representative.
“I have three dogs that greet me with happy tails when I return from work each day. I love them to pieces,” she said. “I also have some loyal beef customers in which I enjoy feeding out black Angus steers for butcher.”
Horses have always been close to her heart. “I’m often accused of being ‘born on a horse,’ however my riding didn’t begin quite that early,” Tally Ann said. “My mother Karen Stewart was raised on a horse ranch being an accomplished rider and competitor. I was seven when I started riding.”
Riding her neighbor’s sorrel stocking-legged, blaze-faced feedlot gelding Ponch, TallyAnn participated in her first horse show. “That was the beginning of riding at Kansas Western Horseman’s Association (KWHA) shows as a child and teenager,” she said.
For her eighth birthday, Tally Ann got her very own horse. “Mom came home on a frigidly night with a great surprise, a tri-colored Paint weanling named Thistledown,” TallyAnn reflected.
After Thistledown, TallyAnn rattled off more than a dozen horses she’s owned and ridden throughout decades. “Stub, Ranger, Booker T, Slammer, Blondie, Jim, Bear, Pride, Flaxxy, Cactus, Elvis, Ace, Wasp, and more,” she counted. “That leads us to where I am today with Presley and Fleetwood. It would be nice to have another horse for visitors to ride.
“Elvis was my super star for years and I was heart-broken when he passed away about a year ago. Ladies and gentlemen Elvis has left the building for the very last time,” TallyAnn said.
“Training my childhood mounts to compete certainly lent a hand to the rider I am today,” she added.
Horses are expensive hobbies and even more so for young cowgirls. “I always had farm jobs lined up for money to buy winter horse hay,” TallyAnn said.
Highlight of the cowgirl’s college years was being crowned Miss Rodeo Kansas 1996. She swept the competition including Miss Congeniality, public speaking, horsemanship, modeling and more.
TallyAnn finished in the top five at the Miss Rodeo America pageant during the 1997 National Finals Rodeo in Las Vegas. She placed high in state promotion display, photo album, and speech competitions.
Attending Fort Hays State University, TallyAnn was a member of the rodeo club. “But I did not compete on the rodeo team because I was working every weekend, putting myself through college,” she pointed out. “I was in my 40’s when I made my final student loan payment, but the struggle was worth its weight in gold.”
TallyAnn served as art and tech instructor as well as track and cross-country coach at Lyndon and Holcomb school districts. “I implemented a discipline-based curriculum motivating students to excel,” she said. “Coaching strategies highlighted the value of athletic competition in future careers.”
For several different companies, TallyAnn has worked in pharmaceutical sales the past 15 years earning numerous awards. “I have sustained success with top 10 percent performance,” she said. “I have a tenacious drive, passion to make-a-difference, corporate integrity, and unwavering ethical behavior.
“I currently work for Idorsia, a new company to the United States.” TallyAnn noted.
She’s competed in the Central Plains Rodeo Association, Kansas Professional Rodeo Association, National Saddle Club Association (NSCA), and team sorting.
Among standout memories for TallyAnn is winning the NSCA champion saddle at Verndale, Minnesota, in 2011. She won the barrel racing at both the Marquette and Brookville rodeos a few years back.
After an eight-year hiatus, TallyAnn returned to KWHA competitions this year. Riding her chestnut mare Presley at the 2022 KWHA Show, TallyAnn won the highpoint women division 18-50.
She also placed in the top five at the 2022 NSCA Kansas O-Mok-See patterned horse racing.
Arena successes have not been without setbacks. “I hold the record for a history of being involved in some of the most unbelievable ‘freak’ accidents,” TallyAnn said.
“Yes, it takes an athletic well-trained horse with a will to run competitively at the state and national levels,” TallyAnn admitted. “However, equally important is the horse be sound minded, able to quickly change gears between speed events and judged classes.
“Presley is one of the most even-tempered, no-nonsense horses I’ve had the pleasure of swinging my leg over,” TallyAnn continued. “I have yet to find anything she isn’t willing to do with a smile upon her muzzle.”
A big buckskin gelding called “Fleetwood” has been on the “backburner,” but TallyAnn looks forward to his arena competition.
“Everywhere we go, Fleetwood brings his big bright personality too. His antics crack me up on a daily basis,” she said. “My plan is to finally have him going strong by the upcoming season.”
Reflecting importance of horses to her during her youth and adult life, TallyAnn is eager to help others with their horses. “I give riding lesson to a few kids each summer,” she noted.
“I’m competitive no matter what I am doing, and this doesn’t hurt when your career is in sales” TallyAnn said.
“Aside from riding, fishing with my dad, Steve Klitzke is absolutely my favorite thing. I cherish every second, catching or not,” TallyAnn insisted. “Here, we fish for largemouth bass and go to Colorado for trout. I plan to come back as a fisherman in my next life.”
Looking to her future, TallyAnn assured, “I will own and ride horses for as long as I’m well and able.”

CUTLINES

Halloween is a special time for TallyAnn Klitzke who enjoys costuming her horse and herself. Elvis and TallyAnn are dressed here as Minnie and Mickey Mouse.

Presley heads for the finish line with TallyAnn Klitzke aboard stopping the clock with a winning time.

Elvis carries TallyAnn Klitzke to win the western jumping at Verndale, Minnesota.

An all-around cowgirl, TallyAnn Klitzke proves diversity riding Elvis to a third-place finish in bareback barrel racing. She was one of the oldest competitors in that division.

‘Scary To Be Lost’

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“Getting lost is one of the most frightening experiences a person can have.”
There are worse things, but it does make certain individuals quite scared until figuring out a definite location.
Growing up in a rural community delivering groceries, homes of everybody in town were known. Every street and alley were remembered from daily travel for two decades, so wasn’t ever lost.
First time lost was after the state fair best-groomed boy contest trying to find the car in the parking lot. Details aren’t remembered, but somehow the 16-year-old country kid got back home in the same vehicle he’d come in.
Returning in the night from a Kansas Livestock Association convention at Wichita, the wrong exit was taken. Driver was lost driving who knows where until main highway was located and got back home safe again.
Judging horseshows in 20 states, many required airflights, and airports are an easy place to get lost. Being at the right takeoff gate at the right time always seemed an issue.
Upon destination arrival, it was much better if driven to motel and arena by show management. Driving a rented car in big cities is proven way for a country boy to get lost.
Worst time was being lost in Boston, Massachusetts, going over the toll bridge five times before getting to the motel. How there were enough quarters in the pocket to throw in the toll baskets could have only been God’s graces.
Returning from Seattle, Washington, the airport just couldn’t be found in the middle of the night. Calls to show managers seeking directions were no help. Eventually airport was found with a fast run to the gate just as closing.
Perry, Georgia, airport is bigger than many others, always getting lost for a while. Writing down exact location where car was parked at airport relieved pressures when returning home.
Rounding up cattle in four section pastures can be intimidating for wannabe cowboys with grass and skyline in every direction. “Just keep riding and there’ll be a fence someplace.”
Even been lost in the shopping mall parking lot, but never lost permanently, although have nightmares of such.
It’s not a completely unique trait. Mazeophobia is the scientific name for the fear of being lost.
Reminded of Psalm 36:6: “God’s love in his largeness nothing gets lost permanently.”
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XVI–43–10-23-2022

A doubtful “new/old” story

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Thayne Cozart
Milo Yield

This story wuz told to me as a true one. I doubt its veracity, but I don’t doubt its humor. So, here’s the story:
A middle-aged farm wife finally persuaded herself to have her graying hair dyed back to her natural color. All her friends and kids thought the idea wuz great. However, her husband wuz of a negative opinion.
But, the wife got the dye job done and everyone complimented her on her “new old” look, except for her recalcitrant hubby.
Finally, one of his neighbors asked, “But, why don’t you like her dyed hair? You know she looks 10 years younger than before.”
Hubby sighed and replied, “Yeh, and I’m the guy she looks 10 years younger than.”
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We’re all immersed up to our eyeballs with political ads and political solicitations for “more money” to run political campaigns.
So, one disgusted farmer went to a campaign rally of a pol he wanted to evaluate. After the candidate gassed for a half-hour, he opened for questions from ordinary folks and the local press.
The farmer overheard the candidate’s interview with the local news reporter. The reporter asked why the candidate thought the public has such a low opinion of politicians.
The pol replied, “I think one of the biggest reasons for our unpopularity is that so few elected representatives want to accept responsibility for anything. But, don’t quote me on that, please.”
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A lazy employee at an agri-manufacturing firm couldn’t get along with any of his fellow employees. He wuz always arguing, threatening, and trying to pawn off his work on someone else.
Finally, the company owner called the offensive employee into his office and told him he felt compelled to fire him.
As the boss man had finished writing out the employee’s final pay check and wuz handing it to him, he commented, “In a way I’m sorry to lose you because you’ve been just like a son to me — rude, sarcastic, and unappreciative.”
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Overheard at the grain elevator coffee pot: “Thank goodness, I’ve still got my health at the age of 90. I don’t think I could stand all these aches and pains if I wuzn’t feeling good.”
“Now that I’m retired and living in town with only my dog, I got so tired of taking ol’ Rover for walks in the heat, cold, rain and snow that I bought him a doggie treadmill — equipped with a fake fire hydrant.”
“At my age, when a pretty gal smiles sweetly at me, I immediately check to see if I’m zipped up.”
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Well, we had a big swing in the weather this week. One day the temperature wuz in the 80s. Next day we had a big killing frost with the temp down to 25.
The frost brought all the garden to a screeching halt. It’s always sad to me when my tomato plants bite the dust, so the night before the frost I picked a peck of tomatoes that I think will continue to ripen for a week or so.
Then I went into emergency salvage action. I picked close to two bushels of green tomatoes for my neighbor who makes salsa and green tomato relish. Then I tore down the tomato cages so I can store them away for the winter tomorrow. I also picked all the green peppers and gave them away to the same good friend.
Next job wuz digging the sweet potatoes. That wuz a big disappointment. The paltry harvest reflected the hot, dry summer and my poor job of watering. I got only about a dozen eating-size sweet spuds.
I’ve also got to pull the frosted green bean and okra plants from the raised beds and put away all the temporary garden fencing that I used to thwart the chickens.
The only garden I have left is the fall radishes. The frost didn’t kill them.
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I’ve got more good news on my effort to downsize my life. The good folks at the Texas Tech University Southwest Collection/Special Collections Library in Lubbock, Texas, say they want to archive for history my entire 48-year collection of Milo Yield columns, plus all my personal correspondence from my newspapering days, and other materials I’ve accumulated over the years.
I’ve been sorting through all the mountain of my “stuff” and I’m close to ready to have the next batch ready to go. You good readers will recall that Nevah and I delivered the first “batch” to Texas Tech last May. I’ll keep you posted on progress.
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Now, for the words of wisdom for the week: “Don’t bother walking a mile in my shoes. That would be boring. But, spend a minute in my head and you may well freak out.” Have a good ‘un.