Perspectives

Fast, cheap and good

Fast, cheap and good

About the time my brother, Clayton, graduated high school and went to Mizzou, my dad figured out that the free labor he had been enjoying on the farm was coming to an end. Like every farmer who has had to face this, he made the decision to trade in the square baler...

It’s all for the kids

It’s all for the kids

It was one of those sunny days this past month when I decided my kids should learn how to ride a bike. After a couple of scraped knees, a few tears and one very tired dad, I realized learning to ride a bike takes more than 15 minutes. I gave up and spent the next...

Diapers and Blackouts

Diapers and Blackouts

Not long after our firstborn arrived, I offered to give my wife a few minutes of peace and solitude while I ran an errand with little Max. It was just a quick trip across town, so I scooped up my boy and took off, not even thinking about bringing a diaper bag. I don’t...

No 9-to-5 Job

No 9-to-5 Job

I’m not going to lie to you, a few Fridays back, I snuck out of the office early to spend time with the kids. Our member-owners probably didn’t get a full day’s worth of work out of me — but for some things you just have to make time. I’d like to think I was following...

Trust and Dog Food

Trust and Dog Food

Just after Christmas my dad, son Max and I jumped in my truck and took off down the road to southwest Missouri. Max thought I was off on a never-ending search for parts to keep the tractor running. He was pretty surprised when we picked up a wet-nosed, furry bundle of...

Lunch with an Old Friend

Lunch with an Old Friend

One thing I really like about rural Missouri: Once you get to a certain age, just about anywhere you go outside the city limits you’re likely to run into an old friend. It might be in a coffee shop on Main Street or at the local MFA buying some cattle feed. You rub...

Give a Little Hope

Give a Little Hope

There is nothing better than driving home late at night and seeing Christmas lights. This is the time of year that the back windows of my truck are covered in smudges from Max and Charlie pressed against the glass looking at all of the beautiful lights lining houses....

Promises, Promises

Promises, Promises

This time of year, we hear lots of promises from those seeking office. Promises have been part and parcel of politics since the birth of this republic. Those oaths have ranged from a chicken in every pot to Harry Truman’s assurance that “the buck stops here.” Speaking...

A Member of the Co-op

A Member of the Co-op

Well, it was just a matter of time. I think if you asked my wife, she would have said there wasn’t much of a chance. If you asked my kids, they wouldn’t know either way. I think most everyone else just figured it had already happened. The Jones Family is now...

A magic switch for outages

A magic switch for outages

I was up to my knees in cold water at Bennett Spring State Park when my cell phoned chimed. Normally I won’t reply to a text message when the trout are biting, but this time the message was from a good friend and the fish weren’t cooperating anyway.  My buddy’s power...

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