Rockin’ around the Christmas tree

It’s that time of the year when good will should reign supreme and every person looks forward to the good things that fill stockings and take up residence beneath a well-decorated tree. At the Rocker residence, even the constantly occupied front porch is showing seasonal signs.

It’s also the time when wish lists are prepared. With just a few shopping days remaining before sleigh bells signal the arrival of the man in red, your favorite occupant is mulling the few items that would bring a cheery Ho Ho from the belly.

Since just about every Christmas ad emphasizes the pride one can achieve by shopping locally, we’re  dishing up our list with a local flavor.

One gift Rocker would cherish is a simple “yea” vote from a couple of city council members when asked to approve the minutes of previous meetings. Not since Moby Dick was a tadpole have the District B and C “representatives” cast a positive vote on something so innocuous. 

Rocker is most curious. What’s in these minutes that creates the need to do the horizontal head shake? No explanations are offered, and that makes it fair to speculate. Rocker’s sources say the minutes are an accurate account of each meeting, quotes included. We thinks the problem is once words escape the mouth, they cannot be reclaimed. Might be wise to think before speaking rather than trying to vote the words out of existence.

Another present Rocker would appreciate is an explanation. At last meeting, council turned down a proposed curfew ordinance and another that would address distressed property. Now we understand why someone might not want to see a teen curfew. Limiting hours limits opportunity for mischief and worse. And, after all, this is the land of opportunity.

One comment during discussion of curfews Rocker found disturbing came during a workshop. A friend told us one person said if his children wanted to be out in the wee hours of the mornings, it was their right to do so as long as the parents didn’t mind. OK. Let’s allow the kids to wander whenever and wherever they please, but hold the parent responsible for any negative action that results from those journeys.

About the distressed structures. Leave them alone. In fact, assign city crews to give each building a little help in getting more dilapidated. Then, when Hollywood wants to shoot movies that require scenes of destruction, we’ve got their site wrecking-ball ready. Gives each building a purpose, and does a little a bit for economic development in our town.

With apologies to the author of one of our favorite Christmas carols, Rocker’s biggest wish is to have every neighborhood in our city celebrate a silent night, every night. For reasons no one can seem to explain, nighttime in Minden often resembles Dodge City after dark. Gunshots are too frequent; senseless injury (and tragic death) are the result.

One of Rocker’s friends (yes, Virginia, we do have a couple) told us about the recent prayer vigil held near a local elementary school. Purpose was to bring attention to the shooting problem and to create a sense of community unity in seeking solutions. Imagine our surprise, and consternation, when we learned that one city council member who represents an area impacted by these shootings was only interested in whether or not the vigil would be held on school property. Naturally, that council member did not attend.

But, he wasn’t alone in his absence. Only two of the five council members attended, we’re told, and those absentees represent the shooting gallery. If this is the example of leadership, we’re in sad shape.

Enough. Rocker’s wish for each of you is peace and prosperity, health and happiness. During this very special season, we hope each of you will remember who and why we celebrate. As my ol’ pappy would say, go out each day and perform one small act of kindness. 

And, do something special for those who are less fortunate. It’s especially Christmas-like to make young ones happy because smile on the face of a child heals a hole in your soul. 

From our front porch to yours, Merry Christmas.


Sibley to host parade, fireworks, Santa

By Bonnie Culverhouse

The Town of Sibley will be celebrating Christmas in a bang-up way, beginning with a parade and ending with fireworks Saturday, December 18.

Sibley Mayor Jimmy Williams said the parade begins at 4 p.m., followed by the fireworks display at 6 p.m.

“Santa will be at Town Hall at 6 o’clock,” Williams said.

The parade route will begin at Town Hall, travel down 2nd Street to Natchitoches Street then to Tharpe Lane. It will take a left on SE 5th and loop around Tacoma Trail before making its way back to Town Hall.

“Brent Hunt will be taking care of the fireworks again this year,” Williams said. “He always does a great job.”


A magical time

There’s likely to be less than 10 days until Christmas by the time you read this article. And what a magical time Christmas is. Minden has many things to be proud of and thankful for, and while we recently celebrated Thanksgiving and all the many reasons for which we should be thankful, today I want to talk about one of the most important tenets of the Christian faith.

The Bible teaches us that it is better to give than to receive. From Hebrews to John to Matthew and all books between, before, and after, the Holy Word points out to us that everyone needs a little help sometimes and that no one is meant to go through this life alone.

This is true for every day all year long, but our spirit of Brotherly and Sisterly love should be even greater at this special time of year. 

There are so many ways you can help those less fortunate during this holiday season. I encourage all in our community to give to our local Angel Trees, to the local food pantries, to our local CASA chapter, and to the Civitans Toys for Tots outreach. Every one of these programs is worthwhile and help put smiles on children’s faces and Christmas meals on families’ dinner tables. 

These are exciting times in Minden, and we need to be good to one another. Christmas will be here soon, and we have so much to be thankful for because we are truly blessed. Our local business owners, both large and small, contribute so much to our local economy. Webster Parish Tourism has outdone itself once again as part of the Holiday Tour of Lights. Our Chamber is so active promoting our community, and we have a wonderful group of people who have gone above and beyond to shine the light on all the positive things happening in this community.

We all need to challenge each other to carry the Christmas Spirit with us everywhere we go. Christmas may only come once a year, but if we all do our part, the spirit of this holy day can live on every day not only in our hearts but also in our words and actions.

It is better to give than to receive. So too it is better to love and practice kindness all day every day.

From my family to yours, Merry Christmas.


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Hayride rescheduled

Are you ready for a hayride?  Come out and enjoy the Christmas lights on the historic buildings and homes in the Historic Residential District. The tour will highlight some of Minden’s past Christmas memories from the Civil War era to 1940s. You can board for your ride at the Minden Civic Center.


Police arrest woman with drugs

By Bonnie Culverhouse

Minden Police have arrested a Gibsland woman on multiple drug charges following a traffic accident.

Savannah Driggers, 28, is charged with hit and run, two counts of possession of Sch. IV, two counts of possession of Marijuana and Ecstasy, three counts of possession of drug paraphernalia, introducing contraband into a holding facility, possession of CDS in presence of a juvenile and obstruction of justice.

Police Chief Steve Cropper said Driggers and her two small children were involved in a traffic accident on Homer Road Monday afternoon.

“She fled the scene and her vehicle began to smoke, so she stopped near Victory Park,” Cropper said. “When the officer arrived, he searched her vehicle and property, which yielded four Tramadol pills mixed with her Adderall, nine Ecstasy pills in her purse, one broken Xanax in a plastic case and a used pipe.”

An empty case typically used to house materials for consuming CDS reportedly was located but empty.

“While traveling to the PD, Driggers was noticed reaching into her clothing, near her rear waist band,” Cropper said. “She produced a bag of Marijuana weighing 2.8 grams.”

A metal tool was reportedly found on the seat.

“It appeared to be a tool commonly used as a push rod for smoking illegal drugs,” said the chief. “After being brought to the PD and given multiple opportunities to produce further evidence, Driggers was searched prior to cell entry and a used Meth pipe was removed from her clothing.”

*Arrests are public record.


Arrests

December 10

Shannon N. Berry, 38, of Hwy. 3, Plain Dealing, was arrested by Webster Parish Sheriff’s deputies on an active warrant for possession of controlled dangerous substance.

Alex Fitzgerald Hendricks, 44, of the 800 block of White Oak Dr., Cotton Valley, was arrested by Cotton Valley Police for domestic abuse battery, flight from an officer and criminal damage to property.

December 12

Gerald Lynn Beene, 65, of the 100 block of Robertson Dr., Minden, was arrested by Minden Police for running a red light, no driver’s license, resisting an officer and two active warrants.

December 13

Aaron J. Shelley, 32, of the 500 block of Foreman Rd., Doyline, was arrested for home improvement fraud and operating without a contractor’s license.

December 14

Matthew Rashad Goldston, 20, of Gibsland, was arrested by WPSO for aggravated flight from an officer, reckless operation of a motor vehicle, speeding (67 in a 45 zone) no driver’s license and no headlights.

Aaron J. Hickingbottom, 28, of the 100 block of WhitesTrail, Doyline, was arrested by WPSO on two active warrants.

*Arrests are public record.


Home for Christmas

Dakota Streetman is happy Bear is home for Christmas.

By Bonnie Culverhouse

Six long months have passed since The Great Escape. It was early June … a time the Lance and Rachel Streetman family won’t soon forget.

Bear, a 60-pound Australian Shepherd/Heeler mix, somehow found his way out of his kennel while 16-year-old Alyssa Streetman was taking him to the vet because of a bad tooth. It’s amazing what some will do to avoid dental work.

“We don’t know how he squeezed out of that little opening – it was about a four-inch gap – and jumped out of the back of the truck,” Rachel Streetman said.

When Alyssa got to the vet clinic, no Bear.

Over the course of six months, there were many Bear sightings – mostly in the Homer Road area.

“He was seen in the creek behind Wendy’s, the carwash, across the road near Meadowview, behind CVS, heading toward the pasture area owned by (James) Madden,” Rachel said. “Since we live in the country, I think pastures and cows looked familiar to him. Maybe he felt safe there.”

People in the community – and some just visiting – would contact the Streetmans when they saw Bear.

Rachel even “Facetimed” with a friend who was on Old Arcadia Road.

“She said, ‘Rachel, I am looking at your dog,’” Rachel said. “It was him.” Bear even responded to Rachel’s voice, but then, he took off.

The friend followed Bear from Old Arcadia Road, down Homer Road where he stopped at a credit union to take a loan from a water puddle. The friend lost him in a pasture area behind Minden Seafood.

One of the hardest parts of Bear’s disappearance was being unable to see him.

“We knew he was still alive because we were getting messages from wonderful people,” she said. “But we didn’t get to see him.”

And thanks to social media, Bear soon became a celebrity.

“The lady at the convenience store said, ‘oh, you’re Bear’s mama,’” she laughed.

But there was a stretch when the Streetmans began to lose hope.

“Nobody had seen him, but then people started posting about him again,” Rachel said.

Even though the family lives 10 miles away, they made daily visits to town over those six months, “making a Bear run.” When August came, Rachel and her son, 10-year-old Dakota would drive around looking for Bear before school started in the mornings. Then 17-year-old Riley, Alyssa and Dakota would “set up” by the car wash on Homer Road and watch for Bear while calling his name.

The evasive pup was apparently hiding or sleeping during the day and coming out at night around 9 or 10 o’clock. They could never get close enough to make eye contact with him, but they continued to leave dog food in places where Bear was seen.

Things finally took a positive turn last week when a woman who lives on Madison contacted Rachel with a Bear sighting. After a few days of attempting to catch him in her neighbor’s backyard, the Streetman’s “angel” was able to close the gate and trap him.

A week ago today, Wednesday, December 8, Rachel received a text saying Bear was in the yard and the gate was closed, ending the Bear run.

Rachel called Riley, who was on break from school, and he hurried over to the house. She met him there.

“When I got there, Riley was on the ground, coaxing Bear out from under a trampoline,” Rachel said. “He came out and we scooped him up, shoved Riley and Bear in the backseat of his truck and took them both home.”

When Rachel picked up Dakota from school that afternoon, she said he was holding his breath, waiting to hear the news.

“He asked ‘we got Bear?’ And I said yes, and he just started crying,” said Rachel, her eyes welling with tears as she described it. “When we got home, Bear was making noises almost like he was crying. He was so happy to be home.”

But perhaps Dakota summed it up best when he said, “This is our Christmas miracle!”

So Bear is home for Christmas. He’s with his family, other dogs, a cat, chickens, horses and cows.

He still hasn’t made it to the vet to have his tooth fixed, but that’s next on the list, according to his mama. He probably doesn’t realize how blessed he is to have such a loving family, but he will find out when all of them escort him to the vet to ensure there is not another Great Escape.

Merry Christmas, Bear! And Merry Christmas, Streetman family.

 


Riley Streetman coaxes Bear out from under the trampoline.

Editorial: Please stop the violence

On December 11, 2021, at approximately 11:59 p.m., Minden Police Officers were dispatched to the South Fairview St. area in reference to a shots fired call. 

Upon officers’ arrival, witnesses informed them that the shots were fired at a particular home.  Officers made contact with the occupants of the home, checking for any injured victims. No one within the home was injured. 

One occupant indicated that he had just arrived home from work approximately an hour earlier, was sitting in his room when he heard loud shots coming from the street and got down on his floor.

The second occupant indicated that he was asleep on the couch when he was awakened by gunshots coming from outside in the street. He immediately got down on the floor.

Officers recovered more than 40 spent shell casings from outside in the street. Three different caliber casings were recovered, indicating there were at least three different shooters.

On December 13, 2021, at approximately 11 p.m., Minden Police Officers were dispatched to the Pine St./Methodist Camp St. area in reference to a shots fired call. The complainant informed officers that the shots were directed toward a home on Pine St.

Upon arrival at the home on Pine St., officers discovered that the vehicle parked in the driveway of the residence had been struck by gunshots. Upon contact with the two occupants of the home, they indicated that they were asleep inside the residence and did not hear the gunfire. Officers recovered five spent shell casings.

I am reaching out to the people of Minden, asking for peace. The occupants of these two homes are relatives of the person arrested and charged in the homicide of T.Q. Harrison.

The suspect acted alone. There is no evidence in this case indicating any other family member or party was involved. The person that committed this crime will be held accountable.

These random shootings need to stop; bullets sprayed in neighborhoods do not have a name attached to them. Innocent men, women and children are subject to be shot and killed.

I am asking, “Please stop the violence.”

Chief Steve Cropper


Winds of Change 

By Jennifer Thomas

We recently had a cold front move through and with it came rain and wind. As I sat in our local coffee shop, The Broken Bean, I watched the leaves blow across the street carried by the wind. They were lifted up and swirled around and disappeared from my sight. The wind ushered in a crispness in the air and a change in the atmosphere. It was followed by the clearing of clouds, the sun bursting forth as the day unfolded into something new. In a matter of about thirty minutes, the wind came through and everything changed. I paused for a moment and just admired the beauty of God’s creation that I just witnessed unfold. The winds of change came and stirred up the world around us that day. 

In Louisiana we often don’t know what to expect with the weather conditions. This time of year it may be a chilly fall-like morning that turns in to a warm spring-like day. Some days it turns out completely different than what the meteorologist predicted. 

My thoughts then drifted to the coming of Christ. The winds of change that were about to stir up the world in the most unexpected way ushering in something new. All those years of waiting and wondering. Year after year, they waited for prophecy to be fulfilled and it finally came. 

Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign. Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel.
Isaiah 7:14 

And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.
John 1:14 

The winds of change that came on that day would change the world forever. The waiting was now over, the Savior of the World has come. The winds of change are still blowing today, swirling around in unexpected ways and carrying us sometimes to unexpected places. But, no matter what changes may come our way, we have this promise: Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, and today and forever. Hebrews 13:8 


‘Brian’s Song’ and ‘Wonderful Life’: Tupperware Tales, Chapter 4

Table scraps …

 November 30 marked the 50-year anniversary of one of the most tear-filled nights in American history — at least for those who owned a television set.

 That night in 1971 was the premier of Brian’s Song, a 90-minute TV movie about the real-life relationship between Gayle Sayers, a Chicago Bears football halfback draftee from Kansas and future NFL Hall of Famer, who was black, and fullback Brian Piccolo, a free agent who made Chicago’s team as a fullback free agent, who was white. The story is taken from Sayers’ 1970 book, I Am Third, one of my boyhood favorites.

 The shy Sayers and the bubbling-over Piccolo ended up being roommates on the road in 1967, the first time Chicago players of different races had ever roomed together. The bromance grew in the four years they were teammates. Opposites attracted. The two young men and their wives became besties.

 But then what happened would make a glass eye cry.

Piccolo took himself out of a game in Atlanta in 1969 and later learned he had cancer. It would kill him in 1970. The relationship between the two young men and their wives is the heart of the movie. A month before Piccolo died, Sayers received the George S. Halas Courage Award and gave the speech, recreated in the film, that made an 11-year-old boy in South Carolina (me and most others of all ages watching) cry:

 “He has the mental attitude that makes me proud to have a friend who spells out the word ‘courage’ 24 hours a day, every day of his life. You flatter me by giving me this award, but I tell you that I accept it for Brian Piccolo. It is mine tonight; it is Brian Piccolo’s tomorrow. I love Brian Piccolo, and I’d like all of you to love him too.”

 The casting was perfect timing for viewers. Billie Dee Williams as Sayers had not yet become a star. And James Caan as Piccolo was a year removed from his breakout role in The Godfather. So, they both were believable as football players.

 As a football player, Sayers was almost unbelievable. There have been few more fun to watch than Sayers, who was poetry in motion. To see someone else run like a deer, watch him or Ruston’s Dub Jones, the 1950s Cleveland Browns star and Louisiana Sports Hall of Famer from Ruston. Those guys are two of only four players to ever score six touchdowns in an NFL game. Mercy.

 If you can find Brian’s Song, watch it over the holidays. And count your blessings …

 It’s the 75th anniversary of It’s a Wonderful Life, a semi-flop in post-war 1946 but a classic now. If you’ve never seen it, this Christmas is the perfect time to change that. You might just help an angel get his (or her) wings …

 

He coached in five different decades — multiple sports at multiple schools, including Woodlawn, Southwood, and Captain Shreve. Retired since 2009, Ken Ivy got a lot of what happened in that half century down on paper, and now those memories can be yours in an $11.99 paperback available online. That’s All Life Is, Is Stories, by Coach Ken Ivy (With Help From Some Old Friends) is 274 pages from Ivy, 83, and many of the players he coached during his winning, colorful career. It was published this month so it’s hot off the press, as they say …

 Thank goodness that ball with full parks (mostly) came back last spring and that stadiums and gymnasiums with fans came back this fall. But more than that, community theater returned. Didn’t get to see many productions but was grateful for All Together Now from Ruston Community Theatre and Clue at East Bank in Bossier City. Also, at Shreveport Little Theatre, Boeing, Boeing in September and, last weekend, White Christmas, a huge production, what they in the biz call a ‘big show,’ lots and lots of scene changes and costumes and a huge cast. Thank you for all these shows to everyone because making it look easy ain’t easy. Best wishes in your artistic pursuits in 2022. Looking forward to it. Break a leg!, (but not literally) …

 Oh, about White Christmas, and since it’s the season, here are some lyrics I wrote 25ish years ago, updated. Maybe it’s the Baptist version of the classic:

 I’m dreaming of a white cornbread,

Just like the ones I used to know.

One that melts the butter,

Makes taste buds flutter,

And makes you weep from head to toe.

I’m dreaming of a white cornbread,

In every skillet that’s in sight,

May the sides be crispy, to bite,

And may all your cornbreads be just right…

Gratefully, the Dad Jokes Calendar that was a 2020 Christmas present (that’s so 2020, right?) is almost no more. This is great news to those around me who’ve had to suffer these almost daily jabs for nearly 12 months; I’ve managed to get on my own nerves. Our final Dad Joke has a Christmas theme: What do elves post on Social Media? They post Elf-ies! (See? Instead of Selfies they pos … Well, never mind. But it’s almost like a joke. Almost.) …

Sincere Merry Christmas wishes to you. Hope this is your best one yet. If it’s Dad Joke-free, it’s got a chance.


LSU AgCenter shares special recipe

Happy Holidays from the LSU AgCenter in Webster Parish. This recipe is fun for the entire family! 

Ingredients

1 package of cookie dough (you can choose from sugar, gingerbread, peanut butter, or chocolate chip dough)

32 small pretzels  

32 raisins or chocolate chips 

16 small cinnamon candies 

Directions 

Keep cookie dough refrigerated until ready to use. Do not eat or play with any raw cookie dough or any other raw dough products made with flour that is intended to be cooked or baked. Why? Flour, regardless of the brand, can contain bacteria that cause disease.

Slice cookie dough in about ¼ inch thick pieces or you can choose to purchase the dough already pre-sectioned. 

Make sure to wash your hands, kitchen surfaces, and cooking equipment first before making the cookies.

Open the package and place dough on a non-stick cookie sheet. Use hands to shape dough into an oval. Be sure to spread the cookies relatively far apart to avoid the cookies sticking to each other. 

Add two pretzels and two raisins for eyes, and antlers, and one cinnamon candy for nose.

Bake accordingly to the cookie dough package instructions. 

Cool cookies on parchment or wire rack.

Enjoy your freshly baked reindeer cookies.

Nutrition Facts

Yields: 16 servings

Serving size: 1 reindeer cookie

Calories: 15

Fat: 1 gram

Carbohydrates: 3 grams

Fiber: 1 gram

Protein:1 gram

Cholesterol: 1 milligram 

Sodium: 29 milligrams


Radio Days

Christmas village

 By Robert St. John

My neighbors a few doors down started decorating their yard for Christmas a couple of decades ago. At first it just started with a small display in front of the house. Over the years they added new pieces, several new characters, scenes, settings, and festive holiday elements. This isn’t some cheap Clark Griswold-type Christmas yard display. It takes an entire crew a few days to set it up. Ultimately, I am grateful to know— and live near— people who put so much effort and so many resources into tastefully dressing up the neighborhood during the holidays. They have created an entire Christmas village on the street. It is very complex, intricate, and festive and attracts many passersby on a busy road. People even park their car, get out, and walk around posing for photos.

This year in addition to adding several new scenes in the Christmas village they have launched a radio station. The signal only covers a few blocks but if you tune in to the frequency 107.1, a small transmitter will pipe Christmas music into your car as you drive by their Christmas display. I love that. It’s wonderful. I’m a huge fan. It’s a good thing for the community.

 I love my neighborhood. It’s the neighborhood I grew up in. Though when we moved into our house in 1968 the area in which I currently live, and the land in which my neighbors live and have constructed their Christmas village was all piney woods and jeep trails. I spent my youth riding a bike all through those woods that probably covered close to 800 acres.

Just on the edge of those woods lived a guy who was my brother’s age, who— at 13-years old— had a home radio station that he broadcast out of his bedroom. The signal, like the current Christmas neighbors down the block, only covered a small area. I could barely pick up the station on the clock radio that sat on my bedside table, but I listened often. It was the early 1970s and there weren’t many options for good radio in Hattiesburg, Mississippi.

I don’t know if that had anything to do with my getting into radio, or if it was just that I loved music and started announcing events at my school, which made my mom think I might make a good radio announcer. It’s likely that she thought someone with interests like me, and no apparent talent, no money and no source of income, might need to start thinking about a career. So, at 15 years old she pushed me into applying for a job at a radio station.

I fell in love with radio work immediately. In the beginning the program director would only give me the New Orleans Saints radio broadcast, which involved sitting in a chair for three hours listening to Archie Manning run for his life because we didn’t have much of an offensive line, and when the radio broadcaster calling the game threw it to a local station for the top-of-the-hour legal ID, I was able to flip the mic switch and say, “You are listening to the New Orleans Saints on WHSY AM, Hattiesburg.” Those 12 words were huge for me. Seriously, huge.

 

Eventually I was able to start spinning records for a full shift on weekends, and before long was given the seven to midnight shift six days a week. I loved it. At $2.30 an hour, I didn’t make much money. But the crazy secret is that had I had any cash reserves, I would’ve paid them to let me be on the air and play music. It seemed like a career that may be tailor made for me.

 I worked whenever they asked. The typical radio shift is four hours long. Two years in a row I worked Christmas Eve from 6 p.m. until Christmas morning at 6 a.m., and New Year’s Eve from 6 p.m. until New Year’s Day at 6 a.m. I am sure all the other disc jockeys at the station— most of whom were in their mid to late 20s— looked at it as, “Let’s make that St. John kid work all of the holiday hours.” I looked at it as they’re giving me a 12-hour shift! This is awesome!

 In those days we had to sign off over the air at midnight. The closing duties for DJs were to play the national anthem, sign out on the logs for the Federal Communications Commission, and then shut the transmitter off. Though on many Saturday nights I would tell my friends to leave their radio on after the midnight sign off. I would typically wait three or four minutes after shutting the transmitter down, turn it back on, go back into the DJ booth, and track Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Rolling Stone and Beatles albums till three or four in the morning. All for my high school classmates who were riding around in cars and mostly up to no good. It was my version of a personal radio station like my brother’s friend (though likely illegal).

 

At the time the greatest station in the South was WZZQ in Jackson. They were a true album-oriented rock radio station where the disc jockeys programmed their own music. FM frequencies weren’t in mass use back then. The FM frequency at our radio station was programming a format they called “beautiful music.” No one was listening. We begged, and eventually talked the station owner into letting us turn it into an album rock station like WZZQ. The following 18 months were the most exciting periods of my life. I was a part of a small group of three or four people who brought true rock and roll radio to Hattiesburg for the first time. It was hugely popular.

 After I graduated high school and went to college, I had no clue as to what I wanted to do with my life, so I majored in communications. Unfortunately, I mostly majored in partying. After a couple years I flunked out. Though it ended up being one of the best things that ever happened to me because I ended up working in restaurants and fell in love with the restaurant business. As much as I love music— and I really love music, all music, always have and always will— the restaurant bug bit me harder and I have never looked back since.

 My son wants to go into the restaurant business. Lately he’s started DJing. Neither are careers I pushed on him. Maybe it’s in the blood.

 Every time I pass my neighbors’ Christmas village, I turn it to the small radio frequency playing Christmas music which reaches all the way to my house. Maybe it’s the Christmas spirit, or maybe it’s sentimentality, but lately I’ve been thinking about starting a local radio station. One like my brother’s friend did, out of a bedroom. It would only cover a couple of blocks, but it would also take me back to one of the greatest times of my life.

 Onward.

Sugar Cookies

1 cup               Butter

1 /2cup            Sugar

1 large             Egg

1 Tbl.              Vanilla

3 cups              Flour

1 /2 tsp.           Baking powder

 Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

Cream butter and sugar; beat in egg and vanilla. Sift flour and baking powder together, stir into mixture. Refrigerate about 1 hour, or until dough is firm enough to roll. On a floured surface, roll to 1 /8-inch thickness and cut with cookie cutters. Sprinkle the tops with granulated sugar. Bake 10-12 minutes at. Yield: 8 dozen small cookies.

(Robert St. John is a chef, restaurateur and cookbook author.)


United Christian Assistance Program needs

UCAP has the following needs for the week:

This is for this week and next week.  I’ll be out Friday.

Food: powdered milk, crackers

Clothing: men’s pants (32 and 34 waist), men’s shoes (9 1/2 and up)

UCAP is open from 10 a.m. until 1 p.m. Wednesdays and Fridays for food, utility and rent assistance. Clothing is dispersed on Wednesdays only.  

Thanks to the community for your support.


Ribbon cutting at local school

E.S. Richardson Elementary School celebrated the grand opening of two new faculty and staff restrooms recently. ESR opened in 1950, and for the last 71 years, there has only been one faculty and staff restroom on campus. The new restrooms are part of a much larger construction project that previously passed to upgrade windows, doors, plumbing, HVAC, roofing, and the intercom system. Thank you Greater Minden Chamber of Commerce, and WPSB member Ms. Johnnye Kennon for stopping by to help with the ribbon cutting.


The Greatest Gift 

In 1939, author Philip Van Doren Stern awoke from a dream and immediately began jotting down notes.  He wanted to write down what he could while it was still fresh in his mind.  At first, the dream reminded him of A Christmas Carol, the Charles Dickens novella from 1843.  The more he wrote, however, the less it resembled the Dickens tale.

 Stern was known for his non-fiction books on the Civil War.  During World War II, Stern had resized popular books so they would fit into the pockets of soldiers.   He had compiled and annotated works from Edgar Allan Poe, Henry David Thoreau, and Abraham Lincoln.  He had plenty of writing experience but he had never written a work of fiction.  For four years, in between other writing projects, Stern wrote and edited his story.  Finally, in 1943, one hundred years after Dickens published A Christmas Carol, Stern completed his short book.  He called it The Greatest Gift.   

Despite being a noted historian and author with a catalog of successful books to his credit, could not find a willing publisher for The Greatest Gift.  That was almost the end of the story, but, rather than discarding the story he had labored over for four years, Stern had another idea.  When traditional publisher refused to his book, he did as Dickens did with A Christmas Carol and published it himself.  Unlike Dickens, who sold his self-published book, Stern sent his 21-page books that year instead of Christmas cards.

During the 1943 Christmas season, Stern sent out 200 copies of The Greatest Gift to his friends, acquaintances, and even sent copies to his eight-year-old daughter’s teachers and her friends.  One of the books reached the desk of a producer at RKO Pictures.  He read the book and realized that it had potential.  RKO Pictures made a deal with Stern and purchased the rights for an undisclosed amount to turn The Greatest Gift into a motion picture.  The producer loaned the book to Cary Grant, who, after reading it, became interested in playing the lead character.  For reasons which are not entirely clear, although profit was the most logical motive, RKO sold the rights to The Greatest Gift to Liberty Films, Frank Capra’s production company, for $10,000.  Prior to adapting Stern’s book into a screenplay, Capra had directed classic films such as You Can’t Take It With You, Mr. Smith Goes to Washington, and Arsenic and Old Lace.

Capra’s film version of Stern’s The Greatest Gift premiered at New York’s Globe Theatre on December 21, 1946.  Everyone at Liberty Films had high hopes for the film and began a promotional campaign directed toward Academy Award consideration.  It quickly became apparent that the film would be a commercial flop.  The film failed to even pay for the cost of its production.  In fact, it lost more than half a million dollars and caused the eventual bankruptcy of Liberty Films.  Despite its failure at the box office, the film received five Oscar nominations, including best picture, best director and best actor.  The film was a box office failure and was also a failure at the Academy Awards.  It won no Oscars.  

Stern’s The Greatest Gift seemed to be anything but a gift to Frank Capra and Liberty Films.  For nearly three decades, the film was ignored and was destined to fade into obscurity.  After the failure of Liberty Films, the rights to The Greatest Gift changed hands several times.  In 1974, the copyright for the film was not properly renewed.  The film went into the public domain which meant that television stations could air the film at no cost. 

 During every Christmas season since 1974, television stations around the world aired the film on constant rotation.  Due to its constant rotation, a whole new generation began to appreciate the ignored film.  In 1986, when the film became available on videocassette, more than 80,000 copies of the film were sold.  In 1987, customers bought more than 150,000 copies of the new colorized version of the film.  After more than four decades, The Greatest Gift was finally a hit.  

Even now, 75 years after it was released, the film is still shown repeatedly during the Christmas season. It is now considered one of the greatest films of all time.  It is ranked the most inspirational American movie of all time by The American Film Institute. 

If Philip Van Doren Stern had not given copies of his book as Christmas cards in 1943 and simply tossed the manuscript aside, we may never have known the story of The Greatest Gift, which Frank Capra renamed…It’s a Wonderful Life. 

Sources:

1.  The Baltimore Sun (Baltimore, Maryland), May 12, 1946, p.54.

2.  The Austin American (Austin, Texas), December 8, 1946, p.55.

3.  The Charlotte Observer (Charlotte, North Carolina), December 2, 1984, p.107.

4.  The Pantagraph (Bloomington, Illinois), December 20, 1987, p.12.

5.  Press and Sun-Bulletin (Binghamton, New York), December 8, 2006, p.33.

6.  Ashcraft, Jenny. “Classic Holiday Film Celebrates Its 75th Anniversary.” FishWrap. December 2, 2021. https://blog.newspapers.com/classic-holiday-film-celebrates-its-75th-anniversary/?utm_source=Headline&utm_medium=Email&utm_campaign=Headline-Dec-21.


Family Sacrifices

So, you think you want to be a professional bass angler?  Well, let’s look at what it takes to be a pro in a sport that just might be the most difficult way to make a living. There are certain times in our lives where our jobs take precedence over all other things. Now the Bible tells us that we should put God first, family second and job third. But we don’t always follow these in that order. We tend to reverse these….job first, family second and God third. Now, this does not condemn you to burn in Hades, but you may have to answer to the Big Man one day. 

Professional anglers make major sacrifices and spend a tremendous amount of time away from the home due to tournament schedules and other commitments. Tournaments start in the month of January and will run until the end of October. Most anglers will leave home for weeks at a time. Their travels will take them from the East Coast (Florida) to the Southwest (Texas region), up to the New York area (Lake Champlain) and usually finishes up in the northern part of the country close to the Great Lakes. Now understand, these guys are not flying from one event to another, they are driving and pulling a twenty-one-foot bass boat. It’s probably the worst part about being a professional angler…long 10-to-15-hour trips that make for a lot of alone time.  Now for those anglers that do not have kids yet, some are blessed to have their wives travel with them. In most cases, their wives are their business managers and handle everything from accommodations for each event, to scheduling the angler’s promotional and speaking engagements. 

Let’s now look at the definition of sacrifice. It means to surrender or give up for the sake of something else. For a professional bass fisherman, it means giving up family things and events like birthdays, anniversaries, and holidays. For the wife, it means sacrificing her career by keeping the home running in an efficient manner, taking care of the kids, and making sure all their needs are met while Dad is on the road trying to make a living. Kids today tend to be very active in things like scouts, school events, church programs, athletic practices, and games, and it can be a logistic nightmare for mothers who have multiple kids. They are basically a single parent for many weeks out of the year. This is not only difficult to handle but can also create stress and frustration in the marriage. It takes a special lady to take on this role and keep the household stable. Wives also must pay the bills, shop for groceries, handle the banking and cut the grass. They must get the car serviced, do homework, and fix bobo’s and, hopefully at some point at the end of her busy day, she gets to take a bath and get a little sleep. Oh, and I forgot to mention how she must be the phone cheerleader for her husband when he has a bad tournament and questions his ability to succeed.                                      

Today, we salute the wives/mothers who make their own sacrifices in order to allow their husbands to go out and pursue their dreams of making it as professional bass fishermen. The next time you see a professional angler with his wife, ask her for an autograph because she is the real hero. She is the one making the biggest sacrifice. Till next time, good luck, good fishing and don’t forget to set the hook!                                                                                                      

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Steve Graf


Notice of Death – December 14, 2021

Anita Arlene Carey

November 1, 1938 – December 12, 2021

Service: 10 a.m. Wednesday, December 15, 2021 at Rose-Neath Funeral Home, Homer, La.

Burial: Pleasure Point Baptist Church

Martha Shirey Lynn

February 26, 1955 – December 12, 2021

Service: 10 a.m. Wednesday December 15, 2021 at Rose-Neath Funeral Home, Minden, La.

Burial: Pleasant Valley Cemetery


Holiday Classic tips off Wednesday

By Bonnie Culverhouse

Minden High School’s 31st Annual Car Giant of Minden Holiday Classic tips off Wednesday, December 15 and runs through Saturday, December 18.

Boys and girls basketball teams will be playing at the Minden Recreation Center.

MHS boys have issued invitations this year to North Webster, Lakeside, Homer, North Caddo, Loyola, West Monroe, Haughton, Green Oaks, Northwood, Calvary and Gibsland-Coleman.

MHS girls have invited Green Oaks, North Webster, Gibsland-Coleman, Simsboro, Loyola, Mansfield, Calvary, North Caddo, Richwood, Homer and Lakeside.

Check out MHS’ Facebook page for brackets and times. (The team on top wears light jersey, and players must pay to enter if attending games after their team is eliminated.)


Minden’s Christmas parade was award-winner

Dawn Glass serves as Grand Marshal of Saturday’s parade.

This past weekend in Minden was magical, and the exclamation point to the fun was the parade through downtown, capped off by fireworks.

The following groups received parade awards:

Best Band – Minden High School

Best Marching Group  – Minden High School Louisi-Annes

Santa’s Award – Given to the overall outstanding entry presenting and illustrating the theme “Twas The Night Before Christmas!” – First United Methodist Church

Spectacular Sparkles -Given to the entrant that presents an outstanding display of lights and/or other type of illuminations – Minden Medical Center


Dixie Inn aldermen meet today

By Bonnie Culverhouse

Village of Dixie Inn aldermen will meet in regular session at 5 p.m. today (Tuesday, December 14) at Town Hall.

Brian Conduit, formerly Waste Commanders, now a subsidiary of Live Oak Environmental LLC, will discuss a solid waste collection and disposal contract.

There are four resolutions on the agenda:

  • Adopting LCDGB-CV Citizen Participation Plan.
  • Citizen complaint procedure
  • Adopting LCDBG-CV Procurement Policy
  • Agreements with Administration and Engineering Services for the LCDBG-CV program

Other items on the agenda include the following:

  • Change sales tax savings from $100 per month to $100 per quarter and change Police Fund Savings from $1,500 per month to $100 per quarter.
  • Approve purchase of two vacuum regulators for chlorine at wastewater treatment plant
  • Transfer money to Ameriprise Investment Fund
  • New cell phones
  • Appoint Mike Griffith to a two-year term on the Fire District #7 board

In old business, there will be a public hearing before aldermen consider an ordinance amending five others and providing for the establishment of service charges and rates to users of water, sewer and garbage services and additional water, sewer and garbage regulations for the users in the Village of Dixie Inn.

The public is invited to attend.


Pilots attend Lions meeting to hear Carroll

George Carroll (left) and Lion Dr. Fred Cabaniss, who invited and introduced George at Thursday’s meeting. 

Experimental aircraft was the topic of Thursday’s Lions Club meeting. George Carroll, president of the Experimental Aircraft Association – Shreveport Chapter 343, gave an informative presentation to the Lions. 

He started by reporting that many people ask if experimental (or amateur-built) aircraft are safe. George said that experimental aircraft are regulated, just like manufactured aircraft. The planes still have to be registered with the Federal Aviation Administration, inspected by an FAA inspector, and issued an airworthiness certificate. An amateur-built airplane is subject to the same condition inspections as small production aircraft undergo. 

George shared some of the notable aircraft tours and flights that EAA-Chapter 343 has hosted in the past. He also spoke about the importance of the Shreveport Downtown Airport – as well as all airports – to the communities around them. 

Several local pilots were also in attendance Thursday to hear the presentation.