Nancy’s Notions by Nancy McDonald

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Fall vegetable gardening
on the South Plains

Many Garza County residents have a garden this year. Some for the first time ever. Around fall, questions may arise like – What now? The answer: keep gardening. Christina Reid, Texas A&M AgriLife Extension Lubbock County Horticulturist, tells us how in her following article.

Was your spring garden not as fruitful as you hoped? Do not get discouraged! Fall is my favorite gardening season. Here are some tips to try for a fall harvest:

  • Vegetable plants need at least eight hours of direct sun each day and should be planted in well-draining soil.
  • If you are using an established garden area, pull out all existing plant material. Plant residue can spread pests and pathogens.
  • Start your fall garden with transplants – not seeds.
  • Buy the largest transplants possible. Their root systems will spread faster and the plant will produce sooner.
  • Transplants need plenty of water for them to survive the heat of the late summer. This may mean watering deeply every day until their root systems enlarge enough to support the actively growing plant approximately two weeks.
  • Plant long-term, frost tolerant crops together (beets, broccoli, brussel sprouts, cabbage, carrots, cauliflower, chard, collard, garlic, kale, lettuce, mustard, spinach and turnips).
  • Plant short-term, frost-susceptible crops together (beans, cucumbers, eggplants, okra, peas, peppers and tomatoes).
  • A 2-3-inch layer of wood mulch can really make a big difference in maintaining soil temperatures and moisture retention.

Please see the below table for planting dates. The South Plains falls into Region II.

Pet of the Week


We just can’t understand why this beautiful girl is still at the shelter. She is a big dog and plays with lots of heart. She is great on a leash and very trainable. To meet Bailey or any of our other great dogs, contact Post Animal Refuge Center by emailing us at [email protected], messaging us on Facebook at Post Arc, or giving us a call at 806-317-8041.


Yesteryears by Elizabeth Tanner


Tower Theater opens in September 1950 with ‘Louisa’ as first film

70 Years Ago: Norma Lee Ritchie, 13-year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. A. A. Ritchie, was named Garza County Gold Star Girl. Ritchie had been a 4-H member for four years, serving as vice president in 1947, treasurer and reporter in 1948, secretary in 1949 and president in 1950. Ritchie also was a club demonstrator each year, concentrating on clothing and bedroom improvement. Total income from her 4-H projects totaled $3,575. She also received income from poultry, canned fruit, lard, eggs, clothing and gardening which totaled an income of $1,150. In her four years in 4-H, Ritchie canned 775 quarts of vegetables, 905 quarts of fruit and sewed 108 garments. Norma listed several other activities she enjoyed in 4-H such as making lye soap, feeding hogs and calves, covering chairs, driving tractors, textile painting, rendering lard, wardrobe improvements, making bracelets and other household arts.

The month of September brought 7 inches of rain for Garza County. Although rainfall was impressive for the county as a whole, the Post city limits only received 3 inches of rain. Pleasant Valley also recorded 3 inches while Garnolia recorded 1.5 inches, Graham recorded 1.7 inches and Slaughter Ranch recorded 7 inches. Local farmers said they had more than enough rain with feed already made and cotton opening.

Tower Theater, located on East Main St., opened on Sept. 27, 1950, with the family picture, “Louisa,” as the feature film. “The finest and the latest obtainable pictures will be shown here,” Manager John Hopkins said. The theater building featured modern heating and air-conditioning, pushback chairs, the latest projection equipment, and red carpets and draperies. The crying room, for fretting babies, featured nine seats and the balcony contained 80 seats. A concession counter in the foyer served popcorn and orange carbonated drinks. Admission rates were set at 50 cents for adults and 12 cents for children.

Tower Theater opened on Sept. 27, 1950 with feature film “Louisa.”

60 Years Ago: A panel truck loaded with 4,000 baby chicks overturned on U.S. Highway 84, just northwest of Post. The driver of the truck was treated and released at Garza Memorial Hospital. Deputy Sheriff Red Floyd and Deputy City Marshal Buford Finchum, who investigated the scene, said the truck was enroute from a Lubbock hatchery to Ballinger when the driver swerved to avoid hitting a hog on the highway, overturning the truck. Luckily, an estimated 3,000 chicks survived. The hatchery owner was contacted and came to gather the chicks.

Dr. D. C. Williams, who served as County Health Officer for 44 years, resigned. Williams came to Post in 1914 to begin his practice, only taking one leave of absence during his 44 years to serve in World War I. Williams also served a large portion of time as City Health Officer, a title which he resigned from in 1959. Williams said he was resigning as he felt it was “time for someone else to assumes the duties.”

For the first time in Garza County’s history, girls outclassed the boys in showing top animals at the county fair. Two 4-H club girls, Linda Payton and Carolyn Carlisle, showed the grand and reserve champion steers at the 1960 Garza County Fair. It was the first time that girls have showed both top steers at the fair and may be one of the first times anywhere in Texas, County Agent Lewis C. Herron said. Payton’s grand champion steer was a 1,116-pound Angus. Carlisle’s reserve champion was a 1,100-pound Shorthorn.

Linda Payton stands with the 1960 Garza County Fair grand champion steer, a 1,116-pound Angus.

40 Years Ago: Arda and Jewell Long celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. Mr. and Mrs. Long were married in Post on Sept. 23, 1930. Besides three children and 14 grandchildren, they also had 18 great-grandchildren. Approximately 75 guests attended the reception. Refreshments of punch and cake were served from a table laid with handmade white cloth with a centerpiece of gold chrysanthemums. The couple received an engraved brass clock from their grandchildren. The couple said they were proud to have lived to see three generations play for the Bold Gold Antelopes football team, including their son in the fifties, four grandsons in the sixties and a great-grandson in the eighties.


The Garza County jail was certified as being in compliance with the Texas Minimum Jail Standards Act making it the 65th jail in Texas out of 265 to meet the state’s minimum jail standards. A certificate was presented to Sheriff Jim Pippin by Joe Slater, supervising inspector of the Texas Commission on Jail Standards. Slater said that it was the Garza court and sheriff’s department working together which brought about the certification, not just any one man. “It was a pleasure to work with them,” Slater said of Garza County officials.

A Santa Fe freight train caught fire on the railroad tracks. Smoke could be seen pouring out of the auxiliary diesel engine of the train. Post firemen doused the flames which had flared a second time after being extinguished in Snyder. Power had been cut off the unit and pulled out with the rest of the train after the firemen had put out the fire.

Smoke poured out of the auxiliary diesel engine on a Santa Fe freight train.



The 501 by Hanaba Munn Welch


It’s all just a pipe dream

My husband and I have a joint pipe dream.

I’d share it, but you’d find it mundane. That’s how it is with other people’s pipe dreams.

But the term itself? Interesting. What image does “pipe dream” connote for you?

I see a galvanized three-quarter-inch pipe with a tee. I also see the Pied Piper playing his flute, dancing along in green attire with sewn-on bells.

I’m guessing that a pipe dream, joint (unintended pun) or not, is a fantasy energized by the music of the Pied Piper himself.


Wrong. My computer dictionary says a pipe dream, “an unattainable or fanciful hope or scheme,” is a term that originated in the late 19th century. It refers to a dream experienced when the dreamer is smoking an opium pipe. Do tell.

Opium! Back in the day, nothing was more exotic. The projector of my mind is running a silent black and white movie. I see a bunch of pipe-smoking guys in China sitting in a shadowy circle in a semi-underground den. And that’s just the subplot. The main plot? Who knows? I’m finding it hard to leave the opium den.

That’s drugs for you. They’re distracting. My opinion. I’m on the outside looking in.

Maybe the trick is to use opium to dream and then to take another drug, like speed, to make it happen. Don’t try this at home.

One thing is for sure:  A drug-free brain can produce more dreams than drug-free work can turn into reality. I’m thinking of my brain. I’m thinking of some abandoned dreams lying in the ditch by the road I’ve taken. (My figurative life’s road is a Texas Farm to Market.)

As for the drugs-creativity connection, one of my pipe dreams is to write a doctoral dissertation on that intriguing relationship. Do certain types of creativity benefit from certain drugs? Maybe I should finish my master’s thesis instead. My topic was the analysis of an artist who painted dreams.


Wow. Plain old Wikipedia has pulled together enough information to make me glad I abandoned my thesis on Arthur B. Davies (1862-1928). My aim was to discern what made the complex Davies tick. What was he smoking when he painted those unicorns? I can tell from the Wikipedia rundown that none of the experts has been able to figure Davies out. I’m glad I quit trying.

The shocker:  The distinguished Davies was a bigamist. Nobody knew about Edna!

As for drugs, the only abuser in the Wikipedia scenario was the first husband of Davies’ principal wife, Virginia Meriwether. She murdered him on their honeymoon when she discovered his addictions to drugs and gambling.

Meriwether was a physician. I’m guessing Davies was careful not to upset her either by abusing drugs, gambling or telling her about Edna and the other children. He worked in a locked studio.

When I write Davies’ biography for the big screen, he’ll be addicted to turpentine.

Don’t scoff. The movie script is less a pipe dream than that ditched thesis.

Every Cook and Cranny


Pumpkin Pecan Bread Pudding

By Elizabeth Tanner

Although autumn hasn’t officially begun, I’m already in the fall spirit. In fact, I’ve started to set out fall décor and faux pumpkins throughout the office and my home. Along with the décor, I’ve been getting into fall recipes, especially those that incorporate pumpkin like this recipe for pumpkin pecan bread pudding. This bread pudding can be made in either a slow cooker or oven and is extra yummy with a topping of vanilla ice cream which is great way to stay cool if you’re ready for fall but still experiencing triple digit heat waves like we are.

Pumpkin Pecan Bread Pudding

Yield: 12 servings

Prep time: 15 minutes

Cook time: 4 hours


8 cups day old bread cubes

1/2 cup toasted pecans, chopped

1/2 cup cinnamon chips

4 eggs

1 cup canned pumpkin

1 cup half and half

1/2 cup brown sugar, packed

1/2 cup butter, melted

1 tsp vanilla

1/2 tsp cinnamon

1/2 tsp nutmeg

1/4 tsp ground ginger

1/8 tsp ground cloves


  1. Cut slices of day-old bread into cubes. Cut enough bread for 8 cups. Put the cubed bread into a greased crock pot along with cinnamon chips and chopped pecans.
  2. Whisk together eggs, pumpkin, half-n-half, brown sugar, melted butter, vanilla, cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger and cloves. Pour over the cubed bread and gently stir to coat.
  3. Cover and cook on low for 3-4 hours or until a knife inserted into the center comes out clean.
  4. Serve warm. Top with vanilla ice cream and caramel syrup if desired. Enjoy!


No day-old bread? No problem. Cut fresh bread into cubes and bake at 325 degrees Fahrenheit for about 5 minutes on an ungreased baking sheet.

Can’t find cinnamon chips? Pumpkin spice chips, caramel chips and chocolate chips are some great alternatives. Or, if desired, cinnamon chips can be left out altogether.

Peggy’s Corner


‘All the Devils Are Here,’ Parade
Magazine’s most anticipated
book of the fall, arriving at library

By Post Public Library Staff—

If you’re not already a fan of Louise Penny’s Chief Inspector Gamache series, you’re missing out. Her newest book, “All the Devils Are Here,” has been named “Parade Magazine’s” most anticipated book of the fall. Amazon has chosen it as the Best Book of the Month and AARP has made it one of their Best Books of Fall as well as other kudos from “Publishers Weekly,” “Book Page” and “Library Journal.”

Gamache is modeled after Penny’s late husband, Michael (a distinguished Montreal pediatric hematologist and scientist) as well as Atticus Finch. Gamache is a seasoned homicide detective, who has stared evil in the face for years and yet has never lost sight of the fact that goodness exists, too. He’s a devoted husband, loving father and proud grandfather.

In “All the Devils Are Here,” Gamache is in Paris with his family, awaiting the birth of his youngest grandchild. Joining them is Gamache’s godfather, Stephen Horowitz. Stephen is a larger than life, wealthy industrialist: “Armand suspected that even the furniture cowered when Stephen Horowitz entered a room.” But walking home from dinner, a van careens into Stephen and leaves him for dead on the street. Gamache knows it was a deliberate assassination attempt. So, he begins to do what he does best: get to the bottom of things. Thousands of miles away from Canada, with no Sûreté to assist him with the investigation, he relies on an old colleague, Claude Dussault, who just happens to be the prefect of Police for Paris. And of course, his beloved family pitches in, too.

“All the Devils Are Here” is one of many new fall books arriving at the library. Romance, historical fiction, mystery, suspense, western, Christian fiction, non-fiction – or whatever your reading preference, there is something for everyone.

Post Public Library is open noon to 5 p.m., Monday through Friday. Come in and get caught reading.

Guest Column


Economic Development 101- improve economic well-being

As Executive Director of the Childress Municipal Development District I will have a monthly column on federal, state and local economic development issues impacting Childress. The main goal of economic development is improving the economic well being of a community through efforts that entail job creation, job retention, tax base enhancements and quality of life. Many years ago, I took a college course focusing on why towns were created in a certain location and why future residents came to those towns or stayed in those towns. Early rural communities had a transportation link such as rivers, rail, wagon trail or a cattle drive trail. As the industrial revolution took hold, towns and manufacturing facilities were built near a raw material source. When residents began driving and traveling the country tourist stops developed along all the US highways. Regional farming and ranching hubs were created to market crops and livestock. Childress has benefited from many of these historical trends.

The questions I am asked most often are: When can we get a Chili’s, Cracker Barrel, etc. and why can’t we get more rodeos and music concerts? Background-The Childress signs on 287 and 83 say our population per the 2010 Census is 6,105. What our signs don’t say is 1,326 resided in our gated community called the T.L. Roach prison and 34 resided in the Childress county jail. Therefore, Childress true population in 2010 was 4,745. Our population will drop further if the 2020 Census forms aren’t accurately completed. Our business draw-within a 45 minute drive, includes neighboring counties Hardeman 4,139; Foard 1,336; Cottle 1,505; Motley 1,210; Hall 3,353; Donley 3,677; Collingsworth 3,057; Harmon Co OK 2,922 and Childress, less the prison 5,681 for a total area population of 26,880.

Why is this important? The Governor’s office has created a robust business development program to provide out of state businesses incentives to consider Texas. Childress MDD is a member of the High Ground of Texas, a 64 county regional economic development group for the panhandle and west Texas as well as the Panhandle Regional Planning Council economic development advisory board. These organizations in addition to our own recruiting efforts provide a steady stream of leads to pitch Childress as a great place to bring your business and invest. Post pandemic, high speed internet and quality of life issues are becoming a much bigger selling point for rural communities especially Childress.

As to the restaurant question, the cost to purchase land, build a recognizable building, install equipment and prepare for opening day requires an average investment of $1 million. To justify the investment they require a local college age workforce, 30,000 customers within a 45 minute drive, above average salaries in the area so people can dine out 3-4 times per week, inexpensive land or a large cash incentive ($100,000+) to be considered. What about our 24,000 vehicles a day traveling through Childress. Site selection people only give you credit for a fraction of the auto traffic and none of the trucks.

As to events, rodeo promotors require a fee of $25,000 plus to bring their event to your facility. From a business perspective, stall rentals, motel tax from room rentals and sales tax from food sales do not justify paying a fee to bring events to Childress. This year the Mashburn event center has started producing our own rodeos netting $5,000 to 8,000 profit for each event plus helping the local motels and restaurants. Music events are similar. You can sell approximately 275 tickets at $25 or $6,875 total revenue. After promotional costs and paying the band $5,000+ these events don’t work financially. With social distancing don’t expect music events any time soon.

I can be reached at [email protected] or at 940-937-8629

Opinion: Walter Williams


Are Today’s Leftists Truly Marxists?

Most people who call themselves Marxists know very little of Karl Marx’s life and have never read his three-volume “Das Kapital.” Volume I was published in 1867, the only volume published before Marx’s death in 1883. Volumes II and III were later edited and published in his name by his friend and collaborator Friedrich Engels. Most people who call themselves Marxist have only read his 1848 pamphlet “The Communist Manifesto,” which was written with Engels.

Marx is a hero to many labor union leaders and civil rights organizations, including leftist groups like Black Lives Matter, antifa and some Democratic Party leaders. It is easy to be a Marxist if you know little of his life. Marx’s predictions about capitalism and the “withering away of the state” turned out to be grossly wrong. What most people do not know is that Marx was a racist and an anti-Semite.

When the U.S. annexed California after the Mexican-American War, Marx wrote: “Without violence nothing is ever accomplished in history.” Then he asked, “Is it a misfortune that magnificent California was seized from the lazy Mexicans who did not know what to do with it?” Friedrich Engels added: “In America we have witnessed the conquest of Mexico and have rejoiced at it. It is to the interest of its own development that Mexico will be placed under the tutelage of the United States.” Many of Marx’s racist ideas were reported in “Karl Marx, Racist” a book written by Nathaniel Weyl, a former member of the U.S. Communist Party.

In a July 1862 letter to Engels, in reference to his socialist political competitor, Ferdinand Lassalle, Marx wrote: “It is now completely clear to me that he, as is proved by his cranial formation and his hair, descends from the Negroes from Egypt, assuming that his mother or grandmother had not interbred with a nigger. Now this union of Judaism and Germanism with a basic Negro substance must produce a peculiar product. The obtrusiveness of the fellow is also nigger-like.”

In 1887, Paul Lafargue, who was Marx’s son-in-law, was a candidate for a council seat in a Paris district that contained a zoo. Engels claimed that Paul had “one eighth or one twelfth nigger blood.” In an April 1887 letter to Paul’s wife, Engels wrote, “Being in his quality as a nigger, a degree nearer to the rest of the animal kingdom than the rest of us, he is undoubtedly the most appropriate representative of that district.”

Marx’s anti-Semitic views were no secret. In 1844, he published an essay titled “On the Jewish Question.” He wrote that the worldly religion of Jews was “huckstering” and that the Jew’s god was “money.” Marx’s view of Jews was that they could only become an emancipated ethnicity or culture when they no longer exist. Just one step short of calling for genocide, Marx said, “The classes and the races, too weak to master the new conditions of life, must give way.”

Marx’s philosophical successors shared ugly thoughts on blacks and other minorities. Che Guevara, a hero of the left, was a horrific racist. He wrote in his 1952 memoir, “The Motorcycle Diaries”: “The Negro is indolent and lazy and spends his money on frivolities, whereas the European is forward-looking, organized and intelligent.”

British socialist Beatrice Webb griped in The New Statesmen about declining birthrates among so-called higher races, which would lead to “a new social order” that would be created “by one or other of the colored races, the Negro, the Kaffir or the Chinese.” The Soviets espoused the same “Jewish world conspiracy” as the Nazis. Joseph Stalin embarked upon a campaign that led to the deaths of Jewish intellectuals for their apparent lack of patriotism. By the way, the Soviet public was not told that Karl Marx was Jewish. Academics who preach Marxism to their classes fail to tell their students that his ideology has led to the slaughter of tens of millions of people. What’s worse, they fail to even feign concern over this fact.

White liberals are useful idiots. BLM, antifa and other progressive groups use the plight of poor blacks to organize left-leaning, middle-class, college-educated, guilt-ridden suburbanite whites. These people who topple statues and destroy public and private property care about minorities as much as their racist predecessors. Their goal is the acquisition and concentration of power and Americans have fallen hook, line and sinker for their phony virtue signaling.

Walter E. Williams is a professor of economics at George Mason University. To find out more about Walter E. Williams and read features by other Creators Syndicate writers and cartoonists, visit the Creators Syndicate webpage at


Letter to the Editor


Fun at the lake has drawbacks

Many of us who live at or near Lake Allen Henry enjoy living in an area away from the hustle and bustle of city life. All goes well until the vacationers, weekenders, visitors and lake enthusiasts flock down here from places like Lubbock, Abilene, Midland, Odessa and other West Texas cities and towns to enjoy a lake that has many miles of shoreline.

Now, I doubt any of those fine citizens would discard their trash such as beer, wine, whiskey, water bottles and plastic bags in their front yard, the kiddy pool, or in their backyard. But, more than a few thoughtless and apparently uncaring folks prefer to litter every spot they visit in the lake area. Maybe they just don’t care about cleanliness and live in unsanitary conditions at home. We would like the area to be left the way they found it!

Remember, those of you who are being careless; you enjoy it for yourself but leave it trashed for others who visit after you. You made your mess and leave it looking like scenes from a third world country.

Please start showing some consideration for those who enjoy a nice, clean recreational area. Don’t mess with Texas!

Concerned Garza County Citizen,
Roxanne Abshire


Between the Lines


On monasteries and solitude

© 2020 Bruce W. Green

If I had not married my wife – which of course was divinely appointed – I think I might have made a monk. I am quite sure I would have been a bad one but a monk nonetheless.

For a very long time, I have been attracted to the strict schedule of hermitic life called an horarium, with its intensely busy life of prayer, meditations, study, physical exercise, household chores, and gardening, all centered in silence and solitude.

It’s certainly not for everyone but withdrawing from the world to better serve God and the world has always made sense to me.

It is a fact of history that some men – and women – have exerted a greater positive influence over the lives of others from their monastic enclosures than they ever would have had they remained in the hustle and bustle of the world.

But I am likely romanticizing this rewarding but austere way of life. I may be a bit like Flannery O’Connor who said she thought she could be a martyr if only her persecutors would kill her quickly.

Similarly, I might have made a monk as long as it was easy, and I could live in solitude fiddling with books, cows or horses in the Western desert.

Be that as it may, there is something to this idea of the active passivity of silence, stillness and listening, tucked away for a while from our noisy and word-saturated society.

But in a world that doesn’t favor meditation or quiet, the art of listening is learned only with difficulty.

I am not talking about unregulated idleness. I am talking about the regular and disciplined practice of retreating from the gaudy trappings of the modern world to shake the dust off our souls and to think on higher things.

So, I am an advocate of creating your own little monastery wherever you can. All you will need is a place where you can practice solitude.

You don’t need absolute separation from all people but a place where you can be separate for a time from the clamor and temptations of the world. No evening news, no Facebook, no tweeting.

But, in keeping with the traditional concept of a monastery as a place of work, you’ll need at least a vegetable or flower garden, a library and, I recommend an oratory (small chapel area).

I have a friend whose monastery is his farm in East Texas and one whose monastery is his sheep ranch in the Panhandle Plains.

Many years ago, I retreated at least twice a year to a ranch in the remote Missouri Breaks of Montana, where I spent countless hours in the saddle without seeing another human being during calving season. I went there to think and study.

My wife and I have created our own little monastery where we live. It even has an enclosed courtyard, an oratory, a flower garden, and a gate at the driveway that can be closed to symbolically shut out the world for a time.

We do a lot of thinking, reading and praying in this little monastery. My wife works on flowers there and I re-think the values of the modern world – all the things I was told were important but which now seem like sawdust in my mouth.

I know some who read this column may have no interest in quiet chapels, prayer or religion. I understand that. In this utilitarian modern age saturated in materialism, it is hard to see the importance of anything that can’t be seen, touched and eventually become bored with.

To those readers, I simply ask that they consider the fact that society itself depends for its well-being on an ability to make use of its latent moral and mental resources when it needs them.

In hard times, like the present, society must tap those latent resources in order navigate through the dark. In other words, it must reach deep down where it stores the moral and intellectual resources to deal with crisis and pull them out.

If there are no latent moral and mental resources stored in reserve, then society may find itself up the proverbial creek without a paddle.

I am simply suggesting those latent moral and intellectual resources are developed in solitude – in the monasteries of our own making.

And it appears to me that before this world as we know it comes to an end, our society is likely going to need the latent resources we should have been developing and storing long before now.

Which brings me to a fitting announcement that won’t make Fox News, but I share with my friends in the Panhandle and Panhandle Plains.

This is my last Between the Lines column.

The demands of other work don’t allow me the time to spend in The Last Best Place I would like these days. And my own little monastery is calling.

I have enjoyed my one-way conversation with all you folks, most of whom I will never meet. I hope you value what you have, that you keep your common sense, that you stay away from Austin, and that you spend some time in solitude. Email Green at [email protected]