Ken Newton
FeaturesJuly 15, 1994
LOCAL ANGLES: AN EMOTIONAL TUG-OF-WAR, AND THEN GOODBYEThese are the first words of the first column I wrote in Cape Girardeau, on March 19, 1981: "A basketball junkie is subject to most of the harrowing experiences of anyone who has an addiction." These are the last words of the last column I will write here:...FeaturesJuly 8, 1994
LOCAL ANGLES: THE SOUTHERN WAY, AND HOW TIMES DO CHANGELandlocked several generations in the union's middlemost state, my family had but to turn in any geographical direction to study the manners and attitudes of the nation. We chose the southern way. My affection for this choice endures. It is not that I, like some so...FeaturesJuly 1, 1994
LOCAL ANGLES: REUNIONS AND THE USEFUL ACT OF CATCHING UPIn the periphery of my vision, I saw the small arm pumping in the back seat. The motion startled me at first, and I prepared a rebuke, believing fisticuffs had commenced, not unheard of where car trips and siblings are involved. Instead of the anticipated child's c...FeaturesJune 17, 1994
LOCAL ANGLES: FIND A PENNY ... AND YOU HAVE A WORTHLESS COINHow is it the old saying goes? Find a penny, pick it up, and all the day you have ... well, a nearly worthless piece of ore in your pocket. Or something like that. It is also said that a dollar won't buy what it used to, and it takes 100 pennies to make a dollar. D...FeaturesJune 10, 1994
LOCAL ANGLES: WHAT WE HAVE CURSED, WE NOW GIVE PRAISEIn the town where I spent part of my boyhood, there was an annual festival celebrating a staple crop of the region. The Cotton Carnival lasted a week each fall. In fact, though, you could walk its midway every evening and not have cotton cross your mind...FeaturesJune 3, 1994
LOCAL ANGLES: PERSONAL SACRIFICE ISN'T WHAT IT USED TO BEGathered with family and friends last weekend, I and my guests indulged in the most miserable habit of people whose years are slipping urgently from them: We talked about the old days. As a kid, I hated this sort of talk. Of course, at that time I possessed a kid's...FeaturesMay 27, 1994
AN UNDERACHIEVER REFLECTS ON LESSONS OF LIFETwenty years ago this week, my high school graduated me. So exhaustive were the standards of underachievement I established, a full third of the faculty wept. The morning of my graduation, the senior class gathered under dreary skies on a football field where long ...NewsMay 25, 1994
BENEFIT WILL AID SCHOLARSHIP FOR RETIRING COACHSIKESTON -- A benefit dinner to raise money for a scholarship honoring long-time Charleston basketball coach Lennies McFerren will be held here Friday. The dinner is being sponsored by Women of the '90s and will begin at 6:30 p.m. at Brick House Productions, 800 W....FeaturesMay 20, 1994
A RED RIBBON WHERE INTEGRITY WOULD SUFFICESomething peculiar is going on in Nashville. Not that the city isn't ripe for odd goings-on. A sleeping giant of a city in the near South, Nashville probably hasn't been the same since Robert Altman encapsulated its foibles and Americanism in a bicentennial-year, O...FeaturesMay 13, 1994
LOCAL ANGLES: IN OUR GREAT LAND, ANYONE CAN RUN FOR OFFICEIt troubles me little, much as I like to be on the forward side of the cultural curve, to admit that I have never heard a Howard Stern radio show. Nor have I read his book. Nor did I indulge myself with his New Year's Eve pay-per-view special. What I've seen of him...Advertisement
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