EDITION OF FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 17, 2023 [PetPowellPress] Holy smokin’ time travel. We’ve already moved through the middle of February and I just now got rid of the fully-flocked and bagged 2022 Christmas tree. No, it hasn’t been on display, it’s been in the “Next Time Storage Area,” i.e., “Next time I’m taking cardboard boxes to recycling, I’ll take that tree, too.” Finally happened on Wednesday, February 15. Next load to go? Sorry, I’ve misplaced the list. Now, in this edition? News, animals & Contemplations. Here goes:
WHAT’S THAT, BIG TEX?
GET THE RECIPES READY!
How about this fantastic news on Thursday from the State Fair of Texas. I keep telling people this is a year-round operation. Here’s more evidence: The announcement reads, “The State Fair of Texas is back with something bigger and BATTER than ever.” May 19-21 the State Fair will sponsor a new cooking contest, Battle For the Blue Ribbons, in the Embarcadero Building at Fair Park. It’ll feature “three of the Fair’s most popular Creative Arts cooking contests: Cookie, Cake and Bread.” It’s open to all ages. There are 45 categories “across the three contests.” And, the fair says, “All 45 blue-ribbon winners will be invited to compete in their respective contest at the Best of Show-Down in the Competition Kitchen during the 2023 State Fair of Texas on October 8, 2023.” Get all the Battle for Blue Ribbon details at the State Fair’s bigtex.com website AT THIS LINK.
Isn’t that State Fair Blue Ribbon announcement more uplifting than a weather report or a political debate? Or flying saucers over the Cotton Bowl in October seeing who can come closes to Big Tex’s hat? Took that photo of Big Tex last fall as a UFO lit up the sky behind him — I’m kidding. It was our own sun back-lighting the icon. FYI: The 2023 State Fair runs Sept. 29-Oct. 22. And the Fair's legendary Creative Arts Department is already working on those traditional contests.
THE RAREST OF CATS
WAITS IN DALLAS….
As regular and irregular visitors to readlarrypowell.com know, we enjoy the company of cats and work to help place the rarest of cat breeds, i.e., The Long-Whiskered Wide-eyed Pink-Nosed Tabby. I’m pretty sure these are maybe one in a million. All three of them that we have had have been one in million.
This fantastic face is waiting in Dog ’n’ Kitty City, the no-kill shelter operated by the Humane Society of Dallas County. See more animals and learn how to adopt them or volunteer at dognkittycity.org.
The story on this cat is his name is Mono. He came in with his sister who was adopted — I have no idea if her name was Stereo. Mono is a medium-sized fellow, born Aug. 27, 2020. He is described as “handsome.” Goes without saying, doesn’t it, catfans. His bio says he’s shy at first, warms up, wants to be an only cat and needs a forever home. Email [email protected] or get in touch with the shelter via dognkittycity.org.
Oh, yes, that dog is Faith with possibly the most beautiful female Bulldog face in any of the 254 Texas counties. She was born on Nov. 16, 2016, her bio says. She came into the shelter when she was “very skinny.” She’ll fashion out an existence as your personal “couch potato or sofa surfer” if you’ll open your heart to her. Needs a house, not an apartment — when she’s missing her human, she lets people know. [LARRY ASIDE: We won’t say it’s operatic because we haven’t heard it, but, as a devoted-to-dogs catfan, I’ll declare that the sound a dog makes when it misses you is a message that you are a human worth missing. Not every human can grade that high on the humanity scale.]
MEANWHILE IN MESQUITE,
4 DOGS WITH CHARM
Lola (in these first two photos) came into the Mesquite Animal Shelter on Jan. 19, her biographer Judi Brown reported weeks ago. The deal was that Lola, a 9-month-old, 45-pound possible hound mix, was a “work-in-progress.” She was hesitant on a leash, uncomfortable in the shelter, etc.
And in the Thursday update, Judi wrote, “I’m jumping up and down for joy as Lola is now ready to go to a loving home.!!! With TLC, time and lots of encouragement Lola has turned the corner! When she first came in she was shaking, her tail was tucked, her posture was downtrodden, and she would continually try to seek out corners in which to hide. She also did not walk on a leash. Now she walks very well on a leash. She wags her tail (it’s not tucked) and explores her surroundings without trying to hide, comes to me, and gives kisses. She actually seems happy!!!” So, to ask about this “real sweet, loving, gentle dog that will be loyal” get in touch with the shelter at 972-216-6283 or email
[email protected]. Refer to her shelter ID: #51905879.
Judi began Lark’s profile with this: “Maybe somebody can tell me why a sweet dog like Lark is getting passed over. I truly don’t understand it. Lark is a three year old 62 pound blue and white terrier pit that arrived at the Mesquite Animal Shelter way back on 8/22. Do the math. That was SIX MONTHS ago! To start out with she was abandoned in her home. She had just had a litter and the family either sold or took those and left her behind! In spite of these hardships this adorable girl has forgiven her owners and is ready to move on. … She is a shelter fave to the point that she even gets to reside in the manager’s office! She wags her tail constantly. She’s friendly, sweet, loving and playful. She stays close for extra attention. She gives kisses. She sits for treats and takes them gently! … She’s well-mannered, obedient and wants to please. … To show you how much I cherish this dog I am offering $100 pledge in the form of a check to a 501c3 that will rescue Lark. Private message Judi Brown. Email [email protected] to tag Lark — she’s #50951798.
Judi also re-sent the evaluation of Eve. She came in on Dec. 21 as a stray and, Judi writes, “It’s hard to believe that such a cute girl with fold-over ears, an adorable personality and small stature is being overlooked!! Eve is a one-year-old, 39-pound brindle terrier Pit who arrived…as a stray. Yes, that was TWO months ago and she’s still waiting!! She’s absolutely delightful and would do really well with a young family where she could grow up with the children. When I did the first evaluation she was quite shy but she has now come out of her shell. She was quite spunky and pulled to get out into the yard. She was so anxious to get out where she could stretch her legs that she was not even interested in meeting other dogs. … She sits for treats and takes them gently. She is highly motivated by treats. She chased a ball a few times but soon lost interest. She wanted to spend the time with me. She’s very affectionate. When I sat down she came to have her ears scratched. She wants to please. This well behaved girl has a lot to offer a loving family.” Eve is #51747874.
And that brings us to Colt who, Judi writes, “needs you to give him a loving home. He will reciprocate with lots of love that he has been saving for you! Colt is a one-year-old, 47 pound terrier Pit with a dark smokey gray coat and soft pleading eyes. He came to the Mesquite Animal Shelter on 10/13 as a stray. If my math is correct that was FOUR LONG MONTHS ago! Yet Colt has maintained his loving, sweet personality all this time. He’s obviously very patient. He’s also laid back, well mannered and gentle. I noticed he was drooling slightly which indicated to me he was a little nervous. Who can blame him after being cooped up in a kennel with dogs barking all around him? He needs a hero!!”
And there’s this note from Judi, “When I introduced him to a ball he started scampering after it in a very playful manner but soon lost interest. He wanted to be back by his human friend. He sits for treats and takes them gently. One time he jumped on me for a hug. He gives kisses. … When I spoke to a volunteer about him, the first thing he said is that Colt walks very well on a leash. He also added that he’s a very nice dog! When I sat down he came to me to be petted. He actually wanted to snuggle.”
Colt is #51320583 — use that ID when you call the shelter at 972-216-6283 or email [email protected].
You can see Lola and other dogs and cats by clicking on the Mesquite Shelter link HERE.
CONTEMPLATIONS
A PICTURE INSPIRES MEMORIES;
TIME-TRAVEL AVAILABLE YET?
There are several stages to this report. (1) Saw photo. (2) Read caption. (3) Had a rush of memories about TWO schools. (4) Realized progress is one mean critter. (5) I forget what 5 was, but it’ll come to me by the time I get to the end of this personal Contemplation in #6.
(1) I spotted this action-shot by Texarkana Gazette Photographer Stevon Gamble in the Tuesday edition of my hometown paper. I went to work there as a kid reporter — that 3-year episode-in-learning began between my junior year and senior year (’65-’66) at Texas High. Yes, I was a high school student who got a cool job (Thanks to journalism teacher Joy Arnold and Gazette editor J.Q. “Jake” Mahaffey, daddy of noted Texas author Prudence McIntosh.) So, why would my old school be in a photograph with demolition equipment? Oh, goodness. Read on.
(2) The Gazette’s caption with this photo explains that the crew is in the process of leveling the buildings once known as Texas High School — more than 400 kids in my Class of ’66, so this wasn’t a little bitty smalltown school. One of the buildings on the high school campus had been the first Texarkana College, opened in 1927. Attempts were made through the years to preserve the high school attended by many notables, including H. Ross Perot, the famed presidential candidate/computer milliionaire, the aforemention Mrs. McIntosh, pro athletes, business leaders, etc. “Our” Texas High closed in the early ‘70s and a new Texas High, opened (in the smalltown style of the era) “out by the interstate" (I-30) not far from the site of “the new mall.” The old campus became Pine Street Junior High and closed years ago. Ol’ Texas High might have no further use, but it still has a history, you know? We’ll get to a Greek philospher in a moment.
(3) Then there’s this: In the caption with this photo, there is a note revealing that the “historic campus’” site will become the home of an elementary school. That one school will replace two of Texarkana’s most legendary elementary schools — the rivals (in the ‘50s/‘60s) Spring Lake Park Elementary School and — second dagger to the heart of my body of public education — the Highland Park Elementary School. Please ignore my wailing for the loss of my beloved “Highland Park Elementary” where we played football and baseball and jumped robe at recess, climbed on the "monkey bars," studied in the classrooms and had a Halloween Carnival "Spook House" in the basement in October -- there was a "cakewalk" in the music room. Heck, the school cafeteria even served pretty good cookin’. And this was the school in which I learned the concept of lending libraries and realized how much I loved reading. I wasn’t alone in those discoveries.
That was the school that my little brothers and I, and our pals, and Mr. Perot attended — Mr. Perot was a number of years ahead of us.
[LARRY FYI: He and I both began our professional careers at the Texarkana Gazette — I was a young reporter; he threw a paper route from horseback. Yeah, I think he might have done better financially. Many years ago, when I was covering the Tarrant County Courthouse for The Fort Worth Press, I saw Mr. Perot sitting on a bench outside a civil courtroom — he was on a witness list. Being a talkative reporter, I said something like, “Hello, Mr. Perot, I’m from Texarkana, too” and we went from there to talking about our days at Texas High and Highland Park Elementary — it beat talking about that lawsuit. In particular, we both praised the neighborhood — it was a school neighborhood — and we both spokes wistfully of Kaufman’s Grocery Store. It was a neighborhood shop that wasn’t very big but could crowd in a lot of elementary students with nickels, dimes and even quarters at lunch and after school. It also drew moms looking for groceries, from cereals to steaks, and dads sent on errands to pick up something "before the store closes." That school was a neighborhood anchor — and it was right across the street from my childhood church, now moved to a location on the western side of town instead of two blocks from the Arkansas state line.
(4) Memories of Mr. Kaufman’s store and Highland Park Elementary School signify the way things used to be. Why don’t I have a photo of the old school? Can’t find one. Back in the ‘90s when I was a columnist in a newspaper that claimed more than a million readers (not sure they ALL read my column), I wrote about the hunt for a photo of the old two-story, early-in-the-20th Century Highland Park School. What I got was letters of sympathy from alumni groups who’d also been hunting for a photo of the dear old school. Nobody could find one. If you know of one, let me know at [email protected]. I suspect any photo of the old elementary school is in a great-grandmother’s scrapbook that nobody ever opens.
But back in the 1950s, that un-air-conditoned school was loaded with Baby Boomers. We'd arrived courtesy of the WWII and Korean War veteran dads and postwar sweetheart moms. You'd see these parents dropping off kids and picking ‘em up. Many kids lived so close they could just walk to school. Other kids proudly rode their bikes to school and rolled ‘em into the bike racks without fear of theft. And our teachers at Highland Park — best in the district, we all knew — worked so very hard to get our kid brains to elevate ourselves one grade level higher — from a “C” to a “B” in a mere six-week period. We had lots of straight-A kids, too. I knew some of them. I was in Cub Scouts and Boy Scouts with ‘em and bought Girl Scout Cookies from those students, too.
(5) In the Dallas area, people familiar with the well-to-do Highland Park near SMU and surrounded by Dallas, will say, “Highland Park! Y’all must have been wealthy.” And I’ll explain, “Not hardly.” Our flag football team’s name in my era tells the story — we were the Highland Park Hobos.” Yep, the Hobos. You could say “hobos” in those days without ticking anybody off. Comic Red Skelton got a whole career out of a hobo character named Freddy the Freeloader.
(6) Now, as I contemplate the evolution of a school system and neighborhood, the loss of important images of elementary and high schools after all this time, I am reminded of the wisdom of Greek philosopher Heraclitus (535 BC-475 BC) who said, “The only constant in life is change.”
What’s that? No, Heraclitus did not graduate from Texas High with me. But I do know several philosophers who did. In fact, I have lunch with them once a month. Some of us went to Highland Park, some to Spring Lake Park. We all went to Texas High. Yep. there’s still a rivalry. And the kids who didn’t go to Highland Park still kid us about being wealthy. My chauffeur laughs along with them.
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