‘The Strutters’ Are Great, Too
Clay Coppedge’s article on the Kilgore Rangerettes in the February 2009 issue (“Sweethearts of the Gridiron”) was great reading. I kept waiting to see the name of Barbara Tidwell mentioned in connection with ex-Rangerettes doing well. She will be honored in October for the 50th anniversary of a drill team she organized many years ago called the Texas State Strutters from Texas State University in San Marcos, formerly known as Southwest Texas State University. They have had fame under her direction to match the Rangerettes.
Nelda Dunn, San Marcos
More Servings, Please
There are lots of great articles in your magazine. It is “clipped to pieces” after we finish reading it! We prepared the Sauerkraut Potato Salad from the March 2009 issue and loved it! The only change I recommend is that the recipe serve even more than 12, because everyone wants seconds. Thanks to B.J. Willis for sharing it.
Susan Wilson, Cherokee County Electric Cooperative
The resurgence of rainwater harvesting (“Make the Most of Rainy Days,” March 2009 issue) brings back the joy and pleasure of a shower in rain-water; or a cold glass of pure “cloud juice”; or that hot cup of morning coffee with no hint of chlorine from treated water or hardness from the well water.
Having now relied on captured rainwater for all our indoor—and much of our garden—water needs for 10 years, you could not pay us to go back to that hard, hard water we can pump from underground.
Dave Collins, Pedernales Electric Cooperative
Hoeing Got Us Through Hard Times
I enjoyed reading the story “A Hard Row to Hoe” by Camille Wheeler (March 2009 issue). Growing up southwest of Lubbock on a dry-land cotton farm, my two sisters and I had some of the same memories of summertime: getting up and in the field at 7 a.m., home at 12 for Mom’s lunch, then back to the field from 1 to 6 p.m.
We learned the same lessons of contributing to the family, getting along with each other and helping each other out when we got to the “flat” and the end of the row. Lessons that have been applied all through our lives.
It was in the summer of 1968 that hoeing helped our family deal with the unexpected death of our father, Boots Cozart. We stayed in the field longer than usual so that when we went to bed we would be too tired to think of our loss. Mom, who before sometimes hoed with us, went out with us every day that summer. Even our brothers, who drove the tractors, joined us in the field at the end of the day.
Sometimes I still go out and hoe in our cotton fields, but I am truly thankful for the modern-day miracle of chemical-friendly cotton.
Pat Stephens, Lyntegar Electric Cooperative