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Community Voices — Lynn Hilburn: Early settlers that made Barry County
We’re finally going to get around to talking talk about some of the people/the earliest inhabitants and settlers of the area that made Barry County what it is today.
Publisher’s View — Kyle Troutman: Dousing hotspots
In the aftermath of a pair of structure fires in the city of Cassville, some hotspots need dousing. Last Wednesday, a home on Mill Street was destroyed by a large…
Community Voices — Terry Held: It all began in Cassville: One poem, one voice, and the possibility of cultural change
It began with a poem. Not a grand announcement. Not a ribbon cutting, a strategic plan, or a committee charged with improving the cultural landscape of southwest Missouri. Just a…
Staff View — Sheila Harris: Red until dead
A young Facebook friend recently posted that he’d vote red until he was dead.
Community Voices — Merlyn Johnson: State should do its part
I have worked in public education for 30 years, including 17 years as a superintendent, and I cannot remember a time when Missouri’s education community has been more concerned about the direction of public school funding.
Community Voices — Janet Mills: Pass me the chips please
Have you ever wondered why junk food tastes so good compared to healthy food?
Publisher’s View — Kyle Troutman: Can’t win ’em all
One of my favorite parts of the newspaper each week is at the tippy top of page 1A — the Gold Cup and number of years surrounding our claim to be Missouri’s Best Small-Town Weekly Newspaper.
Community Voices — Jeremiah Buntin: The outlaw Alva Taylor
On Oct. 12, 1916, outlaw Alva Taylor was shot to death by Creek County Sheriff Lew Wilder while attempting to escape the jail at Sapulpa, Okla.
Community Voices — Jon Horner: The strength to move forward
Twenty-five years have passed since September 11, 2001, yet the memory of that morning remains remarkably vivid.
Staff View — Sheila Harris: Despoiling our virtues
I talk about Iowa a lot, because it’s the beloved stage where my childhood was played out: The place I go back to in my mind and heart when I need a reprieve from the details and deadlines in front of me.
