Park it right here, big guy

Published Saturday, July 26, 2014
By Bob Buckel

It could be worse. For one thing, the parking lot at the Wise County Old Settlers Reunion grounds is grass.

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Sign, sign, everywhere a sign

Published Saturday, July 19, 2014
By Bob Buckel

"NOW OPEN!" the signs scream, in capital letters the size of Stanley Marsh's Cadillacs, upended at a jaunty angle in the Panhandle dirt.

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The unwritten (until now) law of relationships

Published Saturday, July 12, 2014
By Bob Buckel

If you watch baseball, you've seen this. A batter lets a pitch go by, but the umpire calls it a strike. Sometimes it's the third strike, and the batter is out.

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This border crisis is different

Published Saturday, July 5, 2014
By Bob Buckel

His name's Esteban. I can't tell his story, because it's not mine to tell - but he entered the United States illegally.

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Seeing the USA

Published Saturday, June 28, 2014
By Bob Buckel

I don't know about you, but summertime makes me itchy to get in the car and drive - not across town, or even across Texas, but across America.

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Being a dad is no joke (usually)

Published Saturday, June 14, 2014
By Bob Buckel

The other day while I was working in the yard, my home-for-the-summer son came out and said he was going to Dairy Queen to pick up his paycheck.

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Wise County raises another bumper crop

Published Saturday, May 31, 2014
By Bob Buckel

As a kid, I went to high school ball games with my dad. All of them. He did the play-by-play for football, basketball and baseball for our local radio station, where he was the manager.

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Doctors and me

Published Wednesday, May 24, 2014
By Bob Buckel

Childhood misconception: I used to think there was a big mailbox in the middle of the hospital - possibly out in the hallway by the nurses' station - where the doctor "delivered" babies.

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Perspectives from a quick trip West

Published Wednesday, May 14, 2014
By Bob Buckel

I grew up in West Texas. No comma - not the West with the kolaches, but that vast, mythical, spiritual land the other side of Abilene. One word. Wesstexas.

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A song I just can’t let go of

Published Saturday, May 10, 2014
By Bob Buckel

If you haven't gone on YouTube and watched some adorable kid somewhere singing "Let it Go" from the animated Disney movie "Frozen" - you're in a minority in this land.

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The L.A. Clippers, racism and riches

Published Saturday, May 3, 2014
By Bob Buckel

In case you've been hibernating, here's a brief update on this Big Thing that has unfolded over the last few days involving...

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Snapshots from a trying two weeks

Published Saturday, April 26, 2014
By Bob Buckel

Reflections on a couple of weeks covering a lawsuit trial in Dallas...

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Easter: tidings of discomfort and joy

Published Saturday, April 19, 2014
By Bob Buckel

As a kid, Easter Sunday made me uncomfortable for reasons that had nothing to do with theology.

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Baseball, memories and milestones

Published Saturday, April 12, 2014
By Bob Buckel

One of the things that happens as you age (gracefully) is that from time to time, dates reach out of the calendar and (ungracefully) slap you in the face.

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Hail to thee, icy pellets of precipitation

Published Saturday, April 5, 2014
By Bob Buckel

I was pulling out of the parking lot Thursday afternoon at Wise Regional Health System when something hit my windshield. "Hey!" I exclaimed, looking around for some knucklehead kid, randomly tossing pebbles. (My wife found that very insightful.)

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The persistent pursuit of plaques

Published Saturday, March 29, 2014
By Bob Buckel

I majored in English in college for one reason, and one reason only. I wanted to win the Nobel Prize for literature.

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Up in the air

Published Saturday, March 22, 2014
By Bob Buckel

A few years ago I had an opportunity to fly to Minneapolis/St. Paul to make a presentation at a newspaper convention. My family couldn't go, so for once, I was one of those guys, alone in the airport, flying somewhere on business.

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Toiling in the soil, again

Published Saturday, March 15, 2014
By Bob Buckel

A neighbor who has been an interior designer her whole working life recently decided to retire from that profession - at which she is very, very good.

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We wist not wither we wot, what?

Published Saturday, March 8, 2014
By Bob Buckel

The first Bible I ever saw was a King James Version (that's King James of England, not LeBron of Miami).

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Measuring life in car memories

Published Saturday, March 1, 2014
By Bob Buckel

The last roommate (before the current one) and I were sitting around one evening, talking cars. He was a car guy.

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