Wild Horse Roundup

By Curtis Schrimp

July 30, 2004

We had a phone call from Ruth Sinnes in Security and she said they had lived in their home for 50 years on Security Boulevard. They are planning an open house August 1^st and will have a big banner in front and hope some people will stop in to visit and have a glass of lemonade.

Tuesday we had a phone call from a lady near Kansas City. I believe she said some land she owns is near the Cage ranch and she wondered if I had heard of any gas wells being drilled. Oh yes, she said she enjoys the Wild Horse Roundup in the Hugo and Kiowa County papers.

We had some interesting visitors this week from Mesa, Arizona. They were Robert and Donna McKee and she said her mother was born here in 1905. Her name was Ella Peters and her parents were Leeana and Loren Peters. They were going to Cheyenne Wells to see if anything could be found in the old record books.

Marty went to Denver Wednesday to get the tooth fixed she chipped in Norway. They put in a temporary filling now and will go back for a crown. More fun.

I guess this is a small world as I was reading about Todd Hamilton who won the golf tournament in Scotland. He is from Oquaka, Illinois, a small town on the Mississippi river. My mother was born there and the town of Monmouth where I was born is 18 miles away. We were back quite a few years ago and a friend of mine, when we were kids, took us to Oquaka for a catfish dinner. Yummy, yummy.

Has anyone noticed the weather this past week? Thursday when Marty got home she couldn’t go to the ranch as the water was over the road. It must have been a lot of rain in the field north of the highway as the ditch was full and the water was hitting the bridge stringers. Her pasture looked like a lake. I heard that Kit Carson had between 2 and 3 inches. Isn’t it nice to be wet?

This will be a busy week for Cheyenne Wells for the fair. That is one of the fun times of the year.

I am writing this on Sunday and we just had a visitor, Bob and Lois Ball of Rapid City, South Dakota, formerly of Hugo. They were on their way to Syracuse, Kansas. We sure had a nice visit about people we both know. He reads my news and wanted to meet us and Alice Jensen told him where we live. We meet the nicest people living here beside the road.

I found a yellow balloon in our pasture caught on some sage brush awhile back. There was a broken white one and a blue one. When I find some like that and I have some it makes me wonder from where and how far away did they come.