Unhurried Days

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’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 …
Jack’s Mid-Missouri Memories: Barefoot Days
Summer days are not far away, and if you are like me, they will bring you some memories of when you were young and carefree. No memory I have says that better than when I think about shedding my shoes as a boy for summer vacation. I hope this memory will help you revive those memories of your own&nb…

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