The closing of a 108-year-old newspaper would be sad in any town, but as the proclaimer and keeper of my heritage in Oklahoma City and particularly South OKC, this weighs heavy on my heart.
The Capitol Hill Beacon has been the heart of the community south of the river. Did you know the OKC Zoo started in Capitol Hill? I do, because the Beacon told me. Do you know any of the history of the Oil Boom in the early 1920s, ’30s, or ’40s in South OKC, and the reason for so many oilfield-related businesses being south? I do, because the Beacon told me.
The Beacon has kept us informed about local politics, whether it be local, like all the mayoral races, issues of growth after World War II, or the current MAPS programs, as well as county commissioners such as Bill Bishop or Brian Maughan, school board races for OKC and Crooked Oak, and education issues and expansions. The Beacon covered the state legislature races for the House and Senate and explained how those elected became powerful in leadership roles.
The stories of how the Career-Techs (Vo-Techs), Integris South Community Hospital, Oklahoma City Community College, the YMCA, and various non-profits such as the Christmas Connection all were started with a vision and lots of community support. Over the years, the Beacon touted the openings of businesses such as Langstons, Allison’s Reding 66, Keispert’s, Coits, Groves Jewelry, or Dodson’s Cafeterias, to the biggest TG&Y in the world.
Family history for many generations was chronicled in the Beacon. The accomplishments, awards, births, even visits from relatives from afar, were noted in its pages. Visits to Oklahoma by famous people were brought to life, from John F. Kennedy stumping at Reding Shoping Center to Bob Hope coming for a show. The Beacon knew what was news to its faithful readers. The news of local schools and their students’ achievements were great at not only sharing the information, but helped to instill a sense of community in everyone.
What was the secret of the Beacon’s success, you ask? Well, I believe it was the Sellers family, and in particular my good friend David Sellers. He is an astute political observer, a person with a heart of gold, and a true journalist (asker of questions).
Dave spent endless hours at places, functions, meetings, grand openings, closings, speeches, press conferences, while also working diligently at putting out a product on time and worthy of notice.
Dave was the biggest promoter and supporter of all the worthwhile projects of Kiwanis, the Lions Club, and his Rotary Club. His help was a big plus over the years to all community outreach of neighbors helping neighbors. During the wars in Vietnam, Korea, and before, the Beacon would acknowledge those serving our country.
I think a part of the Americana I’ve known has come to an end with losing the Beacon. I hope Dave and his lovely wife and Beacon partner, Gay, will come back and visit us as the Grill on the Hill to share a few memories and laugh about local politics.
We have elections every year, every two years, every four years – special elections, municipal elections, bond elections, and probably some I’ve missed – but when Senator Tom Coburn declared he wasn’t going to finish his term, it all broke loose like a dancing donut shop display case.
I’m in, I’m out, I’m exploring it, I’m thinking about it – and heck, just spell my name right! Some pastries could run, but not have to give up being what they are until elected, but some pastries would have to give up being a pastry now and would only remain one if they were elected.
Some of these are pretty good pastries that would easily get re-elected as that pastry again, but would be out this election cycle. Are you confused yet? Well, some aren’t a pastry now, but have been before and for some crazy reason (ego-bongo or something) want to be a pastry again.
These pastries are in three categories: the left, the middle/moderate, and the right. I know I’m talking pastry & donuts, but a “talking head” who used to be a pie guy said only a right pastry can win the Congressional seat this time.
The field is pretty big. On the left, you have the sprinkle donut, cream puff, bavarian cream, vanilla angel, raspberry jelly donut, and coconut topping cake donut. This field of election candidates will attract a wide range on the voter scale.
The second group is not a third party, but somebody who is from the right or left, but is a little more baked in the middle (moderate). These would be your blueberry cake, apple fritter, applesauce cake, honey-dip donut, and chocolate-covered glaze. They will get their confectionery crushed in either the right or left primary, because it’s hard to get left of a sprinkle donut or right of a donut hole.
Last but not least, is the right pastry. These are the stalwarts, not changing or experimenting with their core recipes – the chocolate long johns, cinnamon twist, maple-iced ring, and the staunch glazed donut. Everyone claims to be the glazed donut, the truth standard-bearer of donuts and pastry.
A lot of the donuts and pastries on the left, middle, and right will claim to have the “core value” recipe of the glazed donut, but only the voters can be the judge of that.
So, be sure and go to the polls for the primary and general elections to exercise your American right to choose which donut/pastry you want to vote for – but after reading this, you need to have a napkin with you to wipe off your hands and get that crumb off your cheek.
Do you know what’s a multi-billion dollar business around the world? Pet food, healthcare, toys, grooming, and snacks.
Americans alone spend billions on their dogs. They bring them everywhere – to the doctor, Walmart, parks, festivals, and bingo. The dogs still have to use the drive-thru at the restaurant for grabbing grub, though.
This brings up the HUGE debate of dog food intake. Healthy or not healthy, choices preferred by discerning dogs, weight control, or medical diets – I may not be able to control what my spouse eats, but by golly, I can control my dog’s palate and portions! So if they do this, then I believe dogs deserve a real gourmet dining experience. After all, they are part of the family with birthday, holiday, and anniversary privileges – don’t you agree?
How better to elevate and refine their quality of life than to have a REAL GOURMET MEAL every now and then. Of course, the meal isn’t complete without WINE! So, let me introduce you to my new line of DOG WINES….
I have a nice Fire Hydrant Red, which has an aroma of a light dog-rear sniff and beef liver twang. My other option for fish or chicken dog meals is a Low Bush White, with a trace of poodle whiff and a slight scent of Kentucky Fried Chicken bones.
I promise you that you’ll see those big smiles, tongue-wagging, and tail twitching that only a PROPER gourmet dog meal provides. Don’t let your dog hear about this from his friends – you need to be the first to show your love.
DISCLAIMER: Know when to cut them off, because nobody likes a drunk, obnoxious dog…
Well, this will be the last time you’ll ever hear THOSE words in the same sentence!
A few years ago, public schools eliminated their driver’s education programs (mostly because of budgets, liabilities, and rumors of certain legislators having ties to private driving schools). Now kids use private driving schools or family or friends who are brave enough to get through without fear or a child abuse charge.
So what does that mean to you, Mr. or Ms. John Q. Public? Our “quiet” communities are full of rude, mindless zombies with about as much common sense as a crash test dummy.
Just the other morning, one of those lovely lasses was sitting in the middle of the driveway at Starbucks ( I know – but every once in awhile, I cave in to one large Pike Place Roast coffee). She was positioned in the GPS-directed, full-blown survey, dang flippin’ middle of the driveway.
She was in line for the drive-thru, but by not pulling over to her left (like a balloonhead with manners), she had successfully BLOCKED the drive-thru, the exit lane going around the building, plus one of only two exits and entrances to the parking lot, thus creating the “Honda Princess Logjam,” which is only totally complete if her music is blaring a Taylor Swift song and the princess’ eyes are locked on her iPhone, texting 90 words a minute. And woe be unto you if you’re the one who brings this to her attention! She will at the speed of light remind you that the “Honda Princess” is #1, according to her finger count.
Now on to more eye-opening alerts. These zombies evidently ALL missed the 4-way stop sign part of their driving tests. They either jump through the intersection when it’s not their turn, creating havoc, or wait until the water starts to boil (word pictures – ha!). I think there is still a guy in a Honda Fit at SW 149th & Penn waiting his turn.
In conclusion, just because you are a driver in a video game doesn’t mean you ARE one…