Spring is finally here

It’s here again - the time for us to “spring forward” whether we want to or not. Talk of doing away with Daylight Saving Time always amuses me. How do we “save” daylight? Anyone who invents a way to do that will make a million. No use arguing. Just turn the darn clocks ahead and quit complaining, I tell myself.

With the change of time, we come to a change of sports. Basketball is over, at least for the small schools. Still a week to go for the 3A and 4A schools.  Athletes get a brief respite then it’s back to work - this time at the track.  

In my long list of memories is a year where there was one regular meet before the regional meet. The rest were cancelled due to the weather.

And I remember one state meet that was cancelled on Friday morning, and all Saturday’s events were finals.  Now that was a mix-up. I recall they held two preliminary events on Friday and between snow and fog you could hardly see the athletes lined up at the starting line.  You had to brush two or three inches of snow off the grandstand Saturday morning, but by noon the weather had turned beautiful.  And they could not have called or delayed the meet as the majority of the small schools were holding their graduations on that Sunday. 

I did listen to President Trump’s speech last Tuesday.  And, surprisingly, I thought it was the best one I had heard from ANY president for several decades.  Touched by the special people he featured — the 13-year-old boy who has been battling brain cancer for years, the high school girl who had suffered a horrific injury due to a transathlete spiking a ball so hard to her head she suffered a traumatic brain injury; the teacher who was facing 16 years in a Russian prison; one after another they stood as they were honored.

My one question is, why were all the Democratic senators/representatives dressed in pink - standing up for women supposedly, but not one of them had voted for the bill that would have banned males from competing in women’s sports. A mixed message I would say.

And does anyone else notice the profanity that is more and more being used by those whom we would hope would be role models for the younger generation? I was always told that smart people don’t cuss; only ignorant people swear; they don’t know any better.

Well it seems our elected officials are not as smart as they should be. They, many of them, need their mouths washed out with soap.  It is certainly not a sign of intelligence; it’s a sign they don’t know how to express themselves; it certainly isn’t because they think they can sway the public’s mind with such trash talk.

I always said every adult should be a role model for the younger generation. From the top to the bottom of the economic ladder on down.

And I can’t remember much talking politics going on when groups of friends got together.  The closest thing that could have escalated into an argument was when the topic of consolidation came up — and it was being discussed between the two school districts.

Since get-togethers often included friends from both towns, talk would get a little heated, until someone came up with, “What would we call our sports teams - Bobcats of Buffaloes?” Those get-togethers always ended in laughs. “Bobaloes?  Buffcats? The gatherings also broke up with lots of laughter — and we didn’t have to worry. We remained the Buffaloes. Basin became the Riverside Rebels when they consolidated with Manderson/Hyattville.