Caleb Jones

That good ol’ cooperation

That good ol’ cooperation

I love this time of year. Things slow down, I get to see the kids more and the cool weather makes me nostalgic. As I write this the last of the negative election ads are playing on the TV.  I want to tell them to save their money. Can there be anyone who hasn’t...

A little help on the farm

A little help on the farm

Many years ago, my dad thought it would be a good idea for my brother and I to help a local farmer roof his house. While it seemed like a great idea, when we started climbing across that felt-covered roof in the July heat I think we all started having second thoughts....

Don’t spoil the hunt

Don’t spoil the hunt

I have attempted to hunt or catch my share of critters and fish in my day. Sept. 1 is my annual “changing of the guard” when I pull my fly rod out of my truck and trade it out for my shotgun. This date marks the annual opening day of Missouri’s dove season, one of the...

When calls my wife

When calls my wife

As someone who married way above my paygrade, I’ve watched more than my share of Hallmark movies. So many, in fact, that I’m pretty sure I can write the plot for one. Hallmark, this one’s for you ... On her way from Chicago to Kansas City, an up-and-coming account...

Working on weekends

Working on weekends

Growing up, I was always taught that the Good Book tells you not to work on Sunday. It is supposed to be a day of rest and for good reason: We work hard enough all week long. Everyone deserves at least one day of rest and reflection. While we tried to avoid working on...

In praise of mothers

In praise of mothers

Mother’s Day is a special time of year around the Jones household. Most years it involves me scrambling around the house trying to find the gift I bought the month before, finding a way to sneak my kids away from Mom so they can make homemade cards, last-minute phone...

If the shoe fits …

If the shoe fits …

The call from my brother made me laugh. He had just bought a new pair of cowboy boots and had a question for me: “Can I get you to wear these until they are broken in?” Back on the farm, that was my job whenever Dad bought us new work boots. You would think the second...

The luck o’ the co-op

The luck o’ the co-op

Just about a year ago I showed up at my kid’s school dressed as a leprechaun. It was St. Patrick’s Day and a few of the dads decided this would be a fun surprise. It didn’t hurt that a leprechaun outfit was a little more comfortable than the suit I wear most days. As...

Reliability: Not for sale

Reliability: Not for sale

As a teenager growing up in Moniteau County the car you drove certainly was a status symbol. After spending countless summers, nights and weekends cutting wood, hauling hay and cleaning hog barns, I got my hands on what I consider the holy grail of all cars: a 1964...

New year, new ways

New year, new ways

New year, new you. When we hang the new calendar — and mine is a kitten calendar courtesy of my daughter, Charlie — it’s considered a time to move on from the old year. You might even want to put those 2021 calendars in the recycling bin, never to be considered again....

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