Serving Clovis, Portales and the Surrounding Communities
Serving Clovis, Portales and the Surrounding Communities
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Noah had lots of warning and detailed instructions from the highest authority on how to prepare for the Great Flood. Folks in New Mexico and Texas recently haven’t been so blessed. The scenes of flooding in Ruidoso caused by heavy rains on the recent burn scar are looking a might Biblical and heartbreaking to residents of that fair community. The rains came so quickly after the fires swept through that folks were unprepared even though they probably knew it was coming at s...
It’s summer and it’s hot and we all need to hydrate. These days I carry a Yeti 30-ounce cup of ice water just about everywhere I go. I drink water with meals almost exclusively these days. I even bought me a filter pitcher to keep in my refrigerator to fill that mug with the best tasting water possible. That hasn’t always been the case with my hydration choices, however. Growing up we drank two things that would make folks today cringe. We had freshly brewed iced tea at noon a...
How do you start a conversation? I’ve never relished small talk, especially at a social event, but over the years I’ve taught myself to do it and I think I’m actually pretty good at it when I need to be. One of the strangest parts of human conversation, however, has to be the greeting. Whether we’re beginning a conversation in a business or social setting, on the phone or in person, our society requires that some sort of greeting is exchanged to start the conversation or you...
I’ve got to say that the idea being floated by the Surgeon General recently of putting a warning label on social media platforms might not be a bad idea. The type of warning we’re all familiar with like the one on cigarettes warning of the dangers of cancer and on alcohol warning pregnant women not to drink is what we’re talking about. I guess they would maybe put up a warning screen when you log on to your favorite platform warning of the dangers of addiction that could...
I had an ice cream sandwich before I started writing this column and it sure tasted great. I could easily eat ice cream every night after supper but I’ve noticed over the years I’ve developed a problem when I do this; soon my britches won’t fasten and my belt is out on its last notch. But, if you just eat one at a time, these ice cream novelties as they used to be called is sort of portion control after a fashion. If I get started with an ice cream scoop I generally don’t stop...
I’ve finally found something suggested by the governor of New Mexico that I agree with. Children in our state would benefit from what she called during the legislative session a summer literacy bootcamp for kids that would provide four hours of reading instruction per day. The idea was to give kids from kindergarten through eighth grade a free summer school focused specifically on literacy. With only 38% of our children proficient at reading it’s well past time to do som...
Plans were to get back on track for writing my column on Wednesday this week — a tornado had other ideas. First I procrastinated while finishing a novel, then I watched the late Albuquerque news. The weather guy had picked up on radar-indicated rotation in a storm system north of Cannon Air Force Base, but his report was all over the place as to what was actually happening and whether or not a tornado warning was issued. My normal phone alerts weren’t going off for even a sev...
Dreams — mostly I haven’t given them much thought because I don’t usually remember my own dreams. When I do remember them, the memories are choppy and not plain or they’re startling enough to be nightmares. Such was the case recently that got me thinking about dreams on the conscious side of my 24-hour day. I was startled awake about 5 a.m. the other morning after a dream produced a terrifying enough image in my brain to wake me quickly and completely enough to leave fragmen...
Night skies are maybe as close as a person can come to God. If you’ve ever rolled out of a sleeping bag in the mountains at 2 a.m. you know what I mean. You can turn away from a campfire and look at the skies, but it’s not the same as getting up in the dark after you’ve been asleep a few hours. The stars can be so close it seems you could reach out and grab them. If the moon is up and anything bigger than a sliver you have a blazing nightlight to go potty by. I kicked myself f...
I’ve frequently told folks that I raised my mother. I’m not totally sure she appreciates me saying that, but I love her and it’s just tough if she doesn’t like it. I am the oldest of three siblings and I was born while she was in her teen years. So by the time I was 10 and becoming more responsible, she was in her mid-20s. Couple those facts with everyone telling me I was born an old man, and there you have the recipe. I mostly liked working side-by-side with my mother,...
One of my fondest memories of starting Pee Wee baseball was getting home with the uniform and wondering what I should do with those fancy striped socks. First of all, they didn’t have any toes and playing without toes in my socks didn’t sound like a great idea. After discussing the situation with others I found out that I needed to put a pair of white athletic socks on first and then the stirrup socks. As I got a little older, I became aware that the more you stretch tho...
In some parts of the world, the arrival of spring may be a bit subtle. Here in eastern New Mexico, it’s pretty plain. Just look for a brown tinge to the sky and reduced visibility. The wind is a given in the springtime around here and because it arrives before enough rain arrives to establish ground cover the dust starts to blow and we have sandstorms. Some years the rain doesn’t arrive and we can have brown skies all the way through May. That might sound a bit like I’m of th...
I apologize in advance. This column is going to be a bit of a rant. You see tax season just ended and this one stressed me a bit. I can’t say for sure, but I would guess it has been decades since I actually mailed my taxes off at the post office thanks to e-file. The IRS and all the tax preparing folks and tax software actually push the option as a convenience that will speed up your refund by weeks. Some of those years I was paying so it wasn’t that exciting, but in rec...
One of my goals upon retirement was to find ways to become more physically active. I dove right into that task immediately. OK, I didn’t literally dive in, though I could have. I just figured it might hurt my back if I didn’t hit the water exactly right. That’s right, my biggest fitness initiative involves working out in the pool at Eastern New Mexico University. When I say working out in the pool, people automatically assume I’m going to swim laps. When I started, lap swimmin...
Hello, my name is Karl Terry and I’m a YouTube addict. Florida recently became the latest state to restrict the use of social media by children. A good thing I think, maybe a wakeup call to all of us with a screen addiction. If you read Tom McDonald’s opinion column in this paper last Wednesday, please indulge me as I plow across the same furrow. Hopefully I can make it worth your while. His column was actually the second slap across the chops in the space of a week on the...
My first memory of Leroy Thomas was as a youngster in Vacation Bible School. He was a tall, gangly man with glasses and a large Adam’s Apple. He looked kinda funny as he attempted to teach grade-school kids just released from school for the summer how to sing the old VBS classic “Booster, Booster be a Booster.” I know he used emphatic fist pumps to emphasis the word “booster” and I’m pretty sure there was some poultry imitation going on when we got to the “grouchy as...
Hearing about students and families on spring breaks this last week or so has brought out a streak of jealously in me. I did spend a few spring breaks backpacking and actually had one beach vacation when I was in college. It wasn’t your typical beach spring break though. A buddy and I who were both into scuba diving at the time decided Blue Hole and Conchas Lake wasn’t going to cut it any longer. We wanted warm salt water, some reef action and an adventure. After res...
As a friend told me how her young son would narrate the backyard ball games he played by himself, I could relate. It’s called imagination and it was an innate ability that we used back before the internet, social media, video gaming and unlimited television choices. I used my imagination to do the same thing, even after I was much older than he is now. In the late 1960s, Greyhound men’s basketball was the hottest ticket in eastern New Mexico. Greyhound Arena was packed to the...
I sit at home in my office with “my box” at my feet wondering what awaits me in my next chapter. I put the words “my box” in quotes because it was the term a good friend always used anytime business got tough at the car dealership where we worked and he feared some of us might get fired. “Well, I’ve got my box ready,” he would say, referring to the box he would use to load the stuff in his office if his employment ended. Truth is, he didn’t have much of a box because he didn...
Today it is likely my basketball hero Pistol Pete Maravich’s career NCAA scoring record of 3,667 points will fall. A girl will displace him. Until a few weeks ago I had never heard of Iowa’s Caitlin Clark. I guess that might just be because I haven’t really followed major women’s college basketball. She’s been tearing it up over four seasons. Maravich played at Louisiana State University over 50 years ago and has been dead for 35 years. But for me he set the mark in basketbal...
Growing up in the country around here we really only feared three things when it turned dark. None of those things was the boogey man and none of them involved hunting snipe — we were almost fearless. You sometimes knew where any of those three things were located, depending on whose house you were playing at and how kind they were to visiting playmates. Sometimes even when you knew where these things were, it didn’t matter when a good game of tag, kick-the-can, football or ba...
Over most of my working life I only had a handful of illnesses that forced me to stay home from work. The last four years I’ve now had the flu three times counting this past week. The first two of those I was properly vaccinated and yet tested positive for the real flu anyway. I gave up on the flu shot and still it nailed me. I’m not sure if it’s the gregariousness of this job or the fact that I’m spending more time in doctors’ offices or what but this stuff is really getting...
The conversation started out, “You don’t know me but I’m on sort of a fishing expedition.” I had heard that opening gambit before and I usually relished what was to come. As I get ready to give up my career at the Roosevelt County Chamber of Commerce, those conversations will be one of the things I miss. Anyway, the fellow on the phone told me the object of his fishing trip was to try and locate anyone who might still own cattle of a certain breed called the American breed....
I’m privileged to have a Bill Vance original bolo tie and I’m not certain how I came to possess it. Just for the record, I did not steal it or find it on the street, but the true story of how it came into my possession is a bit foggy. First let me talk about the tie and then I’ll get to the story. Bill Vance was a gentleman who lived in Portales most of his life and I suspect was not a stranger to much of anyone in town. I knew his family because his youngest daughter Jill...
Last week we held our annual banquet at the Roosevelt County Chamber of Commerce and it marked a milestone for me as it will be my last as the Chamber’s executive director. Many of you probably know that I announced my plans to retire to our board last fall so they could be prepared before my Medicare kicks in this spring and I’m relaxing on Easy Street. Sure, I’ll have to get familiar with where all the soup kitchens are located and maybe check out those senior meals, but I d...
