Having grown up practically on the banks of the Missouri River, we always knew the power behind it and it’s ability to change our lives, most likely in an unpleasant way. The first flood I remember was 1973. I was newly married, but still very much a youngster, being only 18 years old. The road I drove to where we lived came very close to the banks of the Missouri River. When I approached the area, I found that the road was flooded. I sat and contemplated what I should do when I saw a large truck drive through the flood waters. Being young and dumb, I didn’t consider the fact that this truck sat much higher than my Chevrolet Nova, and proceeded to follow the truck through the flood waters. He made it through, I did not.
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My husband and I belong to the Blue Knights Law Enforcement Motorcycle Group and we attended the Midwest Regional Conference last weekend in St. Joseph, Missouri. One of the highlights of this conference was the 5th Annual Fallen Officer Memorial Ride through the countryside around St. Joseph. The local law enforcement jurisdictions blocked intersections to assure that we had a safe and continuous ride. He’s in focus, I am not.
Here is more of the Fallen Officer Ride:
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The epitome of Order. What could be a better example of “Order” than the USAF Thunderbirds flying in precise formation. The day of this airshow at Scott Air Force Base in Illinois was overcast, the sun never peeked through the dense cloud cover, so although the background is boring, the show was breathtaking.
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You just call out my name, and you know where ever I am
I’ll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall, all you have to do is call and I’ll be there, yeah, yeah,
you’ve got a friend. –James Taylor
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