Ottawa, KS Yesterday Dwayne and I decided to head south to visit Ottawa. I read briefly about the history of Ottawa, and I found that the land on which the town was built had been given to the Ottawa tribe for the founding of Ottawa University. 20,000 acres was traded to the Ottawa tribe, and a school was built to educate both Ottawans and whites alike. The word Ottawa means the to trade, and they eventually traded everything and moved on to Oklahoma. The idea of creating a "tongue in cheek" travelogue and restaurant. revue came to our minds after drinking a 24oz schooner of Bud Lite beer in a Mexican Style restaurant that I neglected to note. I will name and review this restaurant and fill in the blanks in a week or two. I can say that the waitress provided great service and answered our many questions. Ottaway has an attractive downtown, but many of the shops were not open, probably be...
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Jack Died Today When Laura arrived home after work, she saw him. He lay head down next to his house, motionless and stiff. He was a Beta and had been the king of hill. He wasn't aggressive, but would swim out and warn any trespasser to keep a respectable distance away from his home. Something happened today. Laura was sitting in the passenger seat when I left work. As I swung into and onto my seat, and not much afterward, she said, "Jacks dead." To tell you the truth, I felt a sudden wave of loss and became submersed in it. Jack was one of our first fish and he was a character. He was bigger than the rest, solid black in color and I suppose that he looked pretty imposing to the others. Even the racing fish. At first I thought he was a bully, but he quickly became a favorite as he took what he wanted and defended it. Laura thinks it was the racing fish that killed Jack. I don't know what these...
I was feeling kind of empty when Linda dropped me off at the cabin. I loaded my camera equipment up, thanked Linda for driving, and bid her adieu. I tried to stay away from the puddles as I made my way to the front porch. Cheyenne stood there wagging her tail as I opened the screen door. "It's good to see you too." I stroked her head, and she bounded toward the front door. As I walked in, Huey slid down from his perch, waddled across the carpet, and began climbing up my pant leg, catching the sleeve of my shirt and made his way to my shoulder. "Okay!" he remarked. For whatever reason, Huey had decided that I'd be his best friend. This was his usual way of greeting me whenever I arrived home. Cheyenne and Huey always take the edge off difficult days, and today is a day I can use their affection. I had spent in excess of $4,000 on camera gear and I am hoping to enhance my social security ...