I love small town newspapers. My dad sent me a subscription to our hometown newspaper, and I smile and laugh and take trips down memory lane every time I read it.
I smile because it's full of small town happenings, like family reunions, high school sports, local festivals, and family news.
One of my favorite sections is the "Personals" in the "Family and Friends" section. There used to be several from every little community around, but it's dwindled in recent years. Now we only get the gossip, uh news, from one or two places.
But one of the great things about small town newspapers is that you can say what you want in those columns. Who went visiting and who they saw, who's sick and needs prayers (try putting that in a big city newspaper!), and anything that's happened in their area that they think of interest.
Including, as in this week's, that "The raccoons are raiding Mr. D's cornfield."
Yeah, that's one of the "made me laugh" parts!
As for a trip down memory lane, there's a section that has snippets from the newspapers files for that same week 10, 20, 30, 40, 50 and even 60 years ago. It's fun to pick out names I recognize. And sometimes it's seriously funny reading about the menu at the jail, or someone got blown off their porch, or any of dozens of tidbits from the past that sound strange to us today.
Yeah, it makes me nostalgic sometimes. Gets me to thinking about growing up in the house in this picture. And the big barn with the Mailpouch Tobacco sign painted on one side. I had great parents who loved me, and I had a great time wandering all over our farm playing and pretending to be all sorts of things. I feel sorry for kids who don't get to experience childhood in the country.
So let me get back to reading my hometown newspaper, and some serious reminiscing!