Jack Miller

Jack’s Mid-Missouri Memories: Downtown Sedalia Tour
As a nostalgia nut, I am always happy to talk about my days growing up in Sedalia, and I love to hear or see something that triggers a memory from those days. On Monday, June 24, I got a good dose of nostalgia as I took the tour of downtown Sedalia with the Sedalia City Council and some other intere…
Jack’s Mid-Missouri Memories: Poll Hall Memories
People ask me how I can remember all the things I write about that happened so long ago, and I have to admit, I get a lot of help from old friends.  For instance. Dick Prisendorf, a childhood friend of mine came up with a memory we share one day. The memory was about the old Play-more pool hall…
Jack’s Mid-Missouri Memories: A Close Shave
I guess a memory can come from anywhere. That fact was proved to be true on Thursday as Doug and I discussed his recently shaved beard that he grew in support of the Detroit Red Wings. Unfortunately, Doug’s team spirit only carried them so far and his team was defeated. So it was that on Wednesday, …
Jack’s Mid-Missouri Memories: You Could See It on the Radio
The memory here is actually two memories. It is as much about my grandfather Clarence Wickliffe as it is about the radio. The two are inseparable, because I can not think of one without the other. My grandfather died when I was very young, but I know from the stories my mother has told me through th…
Jack’s Mid-Missouri Memories: Things I Miss and Things I Don’t
When older people who grew up together talk, there is sure to be the inevitable comparison of today to the good old days of their youth and how much they miss one thing or another. I join them in missing those less complicated times, but I wonder if the reason we miss them could have more to do with…
Jack Miller’s Final Healthy Heart Update
This is my final updated from my rehab period. For those who may not know or remember, I had a heart attack on January 9 and had two stints put in the vessels of my heart. I feel fortunate that what I received was a warning that I have not been treating my body well. During the last few months, I ha…
Jack’s Mid Missouri Memories: The High Chair
The High Chair
On cold winter mornings I sometimes think back to when I was a small child sitting in front of an old wood cook stove. In that memory, I am sitting in the handmade wooden high chair my grandfather Wickliffe built just for me. Mom always pulled it up close to the stove where I would be …

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