Bus Rides Throughout The Years And A Jason Mraz Song

Heading Home Bus
New Year's Eve 2006 Bus
New Year's Eve 2007 Bus
New Year's Eve 2008 Bus
New Year's Eve 2009 Bus
New Year's Eve 2010 Bus
Christmas 2005 Bus
Christmas 2006 Bus
Christmas 2008 Bus
Christmas 2009 Bus
Corn Maze Bus
Precious Moments Bus 1
Precious Moments Bus 2
Halloween Bus 2006
Mr. Peabody's Private School For The Extremely Clever Bus
Ernie's Festival Bus
Birthday Bus
Float Trip Bus
High School Hippy Daze Bus
Irish Couch Potatoes All Girl Precision Marching Band and Drill Team Tour Bus
Parkview Viking Football Bus
Well Travelled Bus
Naked Bus
Partisan Bus 1
Partisan Bus 2
Partisan Bus 3
Snow Bus
Parade Bus

Along The Hot Dusty Arizona Road He Came, To The Edge Of The Desert....

Was The Big Plow Out This Storm?

Leaves From An Ozarks Journal

Isabelle, Nancy and John

Jan.1. Nora sick. I prepared breakfast. Mrs. Jarvis funeral service at 1 P.M. at her home. Another service 2:30 P.M. at Macedonia Church. Large audiences. Back home worn out.

Good crowds at Summersville Jan. 3. Called on paralyzed Mr. Richards, a former banker. I read to him from "Unfinished Business," the chapter on Insects. He enjoyed it immensely. He thought I was going to read the Bible.

Enjoyable hour and supper in Bas Gates home, Billy a captain. Bas told me of his liquor experiences--paid $40 for a gallon of whiskey after the War, and sold one quart to Prohibition Officer for $15.

He doesn't send Billy after whiskey since Billy became a Christian. Told me to come back any time without an invitation. Told how angry he and Pap got when Billy made the confession but he decided to let the eleven-year-old boy go ahead. Told how the Baptismal Serve touched him.

Offering of $4.00 for N.B.A., first one in the history of this church. Business meeting. Pastor recalled, if budget can be raised.

Trouble brewing in community because H.S. Bus was used to take pupils to Road Houses after Basket Ball games.

James Holt asked me about considering Houston Church. I preferred they call someone else. Leadership class in Dr. Tilley home. Letter from Elkland asking about pastorate there. Card from Hartville calling for a meeting.

From the Preface, "Leaves From an Ozark Journal, 1937 - 1946"
E.T. Sechler, from whose journal these pages have been condensed, is a retired Christian Church minister. He began his ministry in 1915 and retired in 1957. He is a graduate of Drury College and S.M.S. College in Springfield, MO., University of Chicago and Union Theological Semininary in New York.

He was married to Nora Watson of Rantoul, Ill. in 1923. They have a family of four children and six grandchildren.

Since his retirement they have lived at the family home, 2612 W. Mt. Vernon Street in Springfield, Mo. where he is an active member of Walnut Street Christian Church, Springfield Ministerial Alliance, Ozark Writers Guild, Dallas County Historical Society at Buffalo and takes an active part in Bennett Spring Christian Church Camp. He finds time to visit the sick and inactive members of his church.

These Leaves are a continuation of the book "Leaves From an Ozark Journal, Vol. I, 1927-1936." This book includes the years 1937 to 1946 and are taken from the journal kept by Earl T. Sechler, of his life and works.

The first book could really be called the depression years and this book the war years, but both volumes show the ups and downs of a young minister's life.

Sarah F. Greer

01-01-2010

Zach, Chris, Trey, Karen, Austin, Callie, Blake, Mattie and Skyler in front, Brooke, Peggy, Sharon and the Bus Driver. Scott wasn't in this picture, he took it.

Zach, Chris, Trey, Karen, Austin, Scott, Callie, Blake, Brooke, Skyler, Mattie, Peggy, Sharon after the fireworks at Jordan Valley Park.

Mattie, Skyler, Sharon, Peggy, Brooke, Peggy's friend from South Dakota's Little Boy (That's her partially obscured behind Brooke), Trey, Austin, Blake, counting down the seconds to 2010!

Jim and Trey, same smile, same face,

Scott, Peggy, Karen, Trey entering the bus at Jordan Valley after the fireworks.

Brooke, Peggy, Karen, Skyler, Sharon, Trey, Blake, and Callie

Trey and Austin waiting for the heaters to kick in.

The Bus Driver.

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Some Came Running: Reflections On A New Year

I think about the ways I go through days, what I get right, what I get wrong. The ways I keep myself informed and the ways I wind myself up. How often the two are kind of inextricably linked to each other. I think about how angry I am, or can be, and how destructive that anger can be...and also how constructive, in its way, how it's fed in to other creative projects over the past year, and even to some polemics. I want to deploy my energies into constructive, creative outlets, but I know that more often than not my anger feeds my sloth, which feeds my insolence, which feeds into a compulsion to shoot from the hip, or whatever you want to call it. I know that it's right to be outraged by the rewarding of mediocrity, and by mediocrity itself, but I also know that railing against it in the ways that are most obvious—the ways I'm most prone to turning to—gets very little done, finally. I look at the New Year and I wish I had a formula to instantaneously make everything make sense, and I know that no such thing exists. But I raise my head and look at these people I love, who have given me so much, and I feel kind of unworthy of them, and wish I could snap my fingers and conjure a better self to be sitting here. Not possible, I know. And what is possible seems...well, seems like it's gonna take a lot of time. Wonder if I ought to take up transcendental meditation. David Lynch sure is a convincing proselytizer for it. Works for Clint Eastwood, too. One thing I understand from hearing them talk about it is that focus, finally, is all. And we're all, to some extent, in a business, a culture, that thrives on distraction.

Also, I'd like to lose sixty pounds or so.

-- from Some Came Running by Glenn Kenny, 2010-01-01.