Another Blogging Milestone!

A Nice Round Number

A short time ago, Three States Plus One reached a goal that I thought would take a while longer to achieve. We have now recorded over 2500 Page Impressions on this blog! That is pretty amazing considering that what we do here is a "niche" kind of thing and it took just shy of two and a half months to do it. Your support in this, my first blogging endeavor, has been a real blessing to me. I shouldn't be surprised, though, because I know most of you who read my ramblings, and I knew some kind of support would be there from the beginning of this project. But the level of your dedication has truly overwhelmed me. I can not thank you enough for being a loyal reader and, in many cases, a great friend. I am, as always, humbled by your response to Three States Plus One. God bless you all.

Toby

Maine Minutiae : Famous Spider Writer

Famous Spider Writer

Hello. My name is Toby and I'm an info-holic. I love to read and to gather information on just about anything. As they say, luck favors a prepared mind. I don't read books very often at all, but I love to read articles from magazines and web sites. Having said that, I do remember my favorite book from when I was a kid. Hands down, without a shadow of a doubt and otherwise without reservation, it is Charlotte's Web by Eldwyn Brooks White. His homies just called him E. B. If memory serves me correctly, in the copy of  Charlotte's Web that I read in first grade, Charlotte died on page 163. Almost fifty years later, I still remember that. I'd read the book again if I had a copy of it. In 1939, E.B. White bought a farm in North Brooklin, Maine and preferred to spend as much time there as he could. White was a shy and modest man and once said in an interview that he "lives in a small coastal community on the East Coast somewhere between New Brunswick, Canada and Cuba." He relished his privacy that much. White had quite a varied resume. At one time or another he wrote for : The Cornell Daily Sun while attending Cornell University, Seattle Times, Seattle Post-Intelligencer and The New Yorker. Still, his best-known and most enduring work was that of a spider named Charlotte and a pig named Wilbur, written in 1952. As I write this post, in my mind's eye, I can envision that wise spider, Charlotte, weaving the message "some pig" into her silky web for all the world to see. Especially Wilbur. And millions of kids...like me. Odd, that. Almost a half century later, I still remember that. That and page 163. You know? I think I'll order Charlotte's Web for myself  for my two daughters and maybe fifty years from now, they, too, will remember "some pig" and page 163.

Texas Tidbits : A Guy Named Buddy

Lubbock has produced some pretty famous people over the years. Waylon Jennings comes to mind. Even though he was from nearby Littlefield, he made his name in Lubbock. There is only one name that jumps out at me when I think of famous folks from this West Texas city. You may have heard of this fellow - Charles Hardin Holley. Yes, Holley with an "e". Little did Ma and Pa Holley know that on that September 7 in 1936, the son whose birth they celebrated, would soon change American pop culture. Of course, young Charles went on to be one of the most famous and influential musicians of the 20th Century as Buddy Holly. A critic named Bruce Elder described Holly as "the single most influential creative force in early rock and roll". Holly's tenure as a superstar last less than two years, yet here we are almost sixty years later still recalling him and his music. I mean who over the age of 40 does not know at least some of the words to Peggy Sue? "Peggy...Peggy sue-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo". I wonder how many of you right now have this strong urge to go to YouTube and find that song. Stay put, I am at your service. Buddy Holly was a pioneer not only in his style of music, but also the production techniques he used, like overdubbing, to bring the song to life were equally ahead of their time. His insight and imagination were something one is born with, not something one learns. On February 3, 1959, Holly was at the pinnacle of his creative genius and singing career. After playing a show in Clear Lake, Iowa, Buddy boarded a plane bound for his next concert, along with Ritchie Valens and fellow Texan J.P. Richardson (The Big Bopper). They never made it. Waylon Jennings, then a member of Holly's band, the Crickets,  gave up his seat on that ill-fated flight to Richardson, who had the flu and didn't want to ride on the not-so-heated tour bus. That decision eventually reverberated through the country music scene, when Jennings went on to his own brand of super stardom. Febraury 3, 1959 was memorialized in the Don McLean classic, American Pie, as 'The Day the Music Died". Today, Buddy Holly would have been a couple of weeks away from his 74th birthday. Can you imagine the impact and innovation he would have brought to Rock and Roll over the last fifty years? Sadly, we'll never know. I do know this, however. The music did not die in that snow-covered Iowa cornfield when that plane went down on that frigid February night. It lives still. OK, you may go to YouTube and look up some Buddy Holly music now.

Dedicated to Reggie Robinson, R.I.P.

Colorado Chronicles : Honey, Can We Move Here?

I think I have died and gone to Heaven. Nope, I just pinched my self and I am definitely awake. I was questioning the state of my mental alertness because I discovered a place that is mighty close to being Heaven its own self and I ain't gonna rat the place out. Wait. That's what I do on this blog. Please disregard my previous statement. Meeker, Colorado. That's the place I was ready to keep all to myself. Can you blame me? Meeker is located in the fertile White River Valley in northwest Colorado, a little over 200 miles from Denver. Meeker's location is ideal for agriculture and that's exactly what the main industry of the area is - agriculture. I love to grow veggies, flowers and whatnot, so that's one point for Meeker. The town is situated near/on the White River. I read a piece on another site about the river in that area and people catch twenty inch trout there. Fish.Fear.Me.Especially.Twenty.Inch.Trout. That's two points for Meeker. It's also at the western end of the Flat Tops Trail Scenic Byway. Score another one for Meeker. That's three. Point number four for Meeker is its proximity to the 235,000 acre Flat Tops Wilderness Area. I could go on, but the four points above about the Town of Meeker have convinced me that you don't have to be in Paradise to experience a little Heaven.

Maine Minutiae : One Remarkable Woman

I found something extra good to post about today on Maine Minutiae. Our subject is the incredible Sarah S. Sampson. Before about 10 minutes ago and a couple of Google searches, I had never heard of this woman. There's an old saying that goes : I'd rather be lucky than good. In finding Mrs. Sampson, I was very lucky and I am thrilled that I was, good be damned. My space in this post is nowhere near enough to pay homage to a woman of this calibre, so please take the time to click all the links in the article. They tell a compelling story. Sarah Smith was born in 1832 in Bath, Maine and from that day forward, she was destined for greatness and a special place in the history of Maine and her country. On Valentine's Day, 1855, Sarah married Charles Sampson of Bath. This event would change the lives of many men, women and children throughout the US. Mainememory.net notes : "When the Civil War began, Sampson joined the 3rd Maine Regiment as a captain of Company D.

Sarah Smith Sampson decided to join her husband and the 3rd Maine Regiment -- and devote her attentions to caring for sick and wounded soldiers." With no formal training, Sarah Sampson volunteered to be on the front lines of the bloodiest conflict ever on American soil. In 1862, now-Lt. Col. Charles Sampson became ill and returned to Maine with Sarah. But Sarah was not to stay in Maine for long, as in 1864, she returned to the battlefields of the Civil War to care for the sick and wounded again. Murdoconline.net continues : "After the war, Sarah returned home and worked at what would later be known as the Bath Children’s Home, caring for orphans of soldiers and sailors." Did I mention that this was an extraordinary woman? Death came to Sarah Smith Sampson on December 22, 1907 and for her lifetime of unselfish and courageous service to the United States, Sarah was laid to rest in the most fitting of places for a true servant and patriot of her country, Arlington National Cemetary. See? I told you she was a remarkable woman.

Comments Are Goofy

There seems to be something wrong with the comments at this time. The problem lies with my blog host (blogger). Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do to rectify the situation from my end. My apologies for the outage.

Toby

Texas Business of the Week! KL Milam Interior Design

I do some things well. I do some things not so well. Fishin' I do well. Interior design, not so much. My wife doesn't fish, but she knows how to make a house a home. Even though she's very good at making a house look good, sometimes it's nice to have a neutral party, an interior designer, to add a different perspective into the mix. That's where my friend Kim Milam comes in. She's the head honcho (honchette?) of  KL Milam Interior Design . Kim holds a Bachelor of Science degree in Interior Design from a first rate college, and one of my favorites, Texas Christian University in Fort Worth, Texas. She has also been an instructor at TCU, and let me tell you, TCU does not hire just anyone off the street to be an instructor on their campus. Kim has over a decade of experience in her chosen field, and her portfolio demonstrates exactly how good she is at what she does. I have known Kim for over 30 years and I can tell you that she is a quality person. And when you click on the link to her portfolio, you'll see that she is also an amazing interior designer.