CHAMPIONâDecember 18, 2023
![]() Luthier Lee Richardson unafraid of the Grinch. |
![]() The Grinch, unmasked as Superintendent Donnie Luna. |
The Grinch tried his best to steal Christmas from the Skyline School, but it did not work. Thursday found the green Grinch and Cindy Lou Who roaming the halls. The fiend burst into classrooms and made off with trees and presents. He had a whole roomful of loot. In the middle of this tumultuous scene came Lee Richardson, dedicated luthier to the school. He has rehabilitated, strung, and donated several good instruments to Skylineâs guitar program. He was happy to meet music director Cheyenne McIntosh in the middle of her rehearsal for the Christmas Program scheduled for that night. She wrangles the whole student body into a performance that sweetens and tickles the hearts of parents, grandparents, family, friends, and neighbors, kinfolks, and others too numerous to mention, as well as the dedicated professional school staff and the important PTO. Before it was over, the Grinch was unmasked and revealed to be Superintendent Donnie Luna. He happily relinquished his booty and posed for a picture with the new friend of the school. We are delighted to have so much support for our little rural school, busy educating and encouraging the young citizens who will be running things âeer long. It will be an exciting spring session at Skyline as construction of the new Skyline VFD firehouse just next door. Watching the building go up may cause some students to consider going into the building trades. Whatever fields they choose for their lifeâs work, they will have had a great start in Skyline R2 School.
Champions are looking forward to the annual potluck lunch at the Historic Emporium. Residents and people with a history in the neighborhood or just a liking for it get to mingle, reminisce, renew old acquaintances, and make new ones. Histories, genealogies, tall tales mix with optimism. Champion! Looking on the Bright Side!






Thursdayâs all day drizzle with an occasional shower was welcomed by Champions who had been worried about fire and the dry summer foliage on the forest floor. The rain, what little of it there was, seemed to reduce the turnout at the Thursday Vanzant Jam, but those who were there had a good time. From a newcomer’s clear voice came a couple of murder ballads, one in first person, and from another newcomer with a beautiful voice, a melodic song that says change happens unexpectedly all the time everywhere whether you like it or not. Lyrics in a foreign language are always interesting. They could mean anything. But music speaks to all of us. We are connected deeply to our music friends. To name all those who have passed on might cause one to be left out, so we just hold on to the many songs and tunes they taught us and the memory of their voices. We still have some venerable musical treasures among us. You know who you are, and you know who they are. Music is good medicine. Good news comes from Jeanâs Healthway that Jeff Barry is on his way to a great rehabilitation center in Colorado where he will get the best of care in his recovery. Ava has stepped up in a big way to help this family. It will be a long process. In a world so in need of help, knowing we cannot help everyone, we can still help someone.
Between Wednesdays in Champion, the days have gone from sunny, bright and warm all the way to chilly, dank and drearâfrom dry to a little less dry. Yard dogs are worn out from barking at the trucks and side-by-sides wearing out the country lanes in pursuit of deer. The harvest seems to have gone well. A great deal of generosity shows up during deer season, as hunters share their harvest with neighbors and with the community at large through area processors. The deer that decimated various gardens had a healthy diet that makes them tasty on gardenerâs tables. Most Wednesdays find a little music, some interesting reminiscing, some outright fabrications, some genealogy and laughter around the old wood stove. Some of that kind of thing happens on other days as well.
Cheerful givers have been contributing to the âJeff Jarâ at Jeanâs Healthway, in support of the Barry family, declining to take the change from their purchases. The Peace Valley Poultry folks from West Plains shared a bunch of their wonderful free range chickens and others are finding creative ways to help the family through the difficulties arising from the accident that occurred on November 8th. It feels good to be part of a community that comes together to meet the needs of a valued member.
Champion granddaughter Luxe Krider was born December 2, 2014. She is Teaganâs little sister. Captain Whetstone, David Richardson, was also born on December 2nd, but quite a few years previous. Miss Lorelai Day celebrates her big day on the 3rd. Wade will likely sing to her. We remember Lonnie Krider and his wonderful music on his birthday December 4th. The Hubâs lovely Ms. Spivey shares her birthday on the 5th with Skyline seventh grader Michael Hall and with Levi Crownover, a kindergarten student at Skyline. Dawn Henson, Champion by marriage, down in Houston, Texas, parties big on the 5th. Happy birthday to all of you.
A computer virus slowed things down for some Old Champions. That, combined with an excruciatingly slow internet, gave them time to catch up on some of the neglected projects that have been lingering for a while. If nothing else, it rekindled the notion of balance. It helps to remember the time when no one had a computer. It was also a great help to get connected with Josh Abernathy at PC Express. Some folks of a certain age now consider themselves âanalog people in a digital world.â We are grateful to have Josh help us navigate it. We will be delighted when the White River Connect folks connect us, maybe after the first of the year.
Neighbors living just down the road from one another may not have their paths cross very often. It is a rare and enjoyable occasion when they meet at the Historic Emporium at the end of the pavement on Fox Creek or sometimes in town at the grocery store. Such a happy meeting on Monday added to the joy of the Thanksgiving holiday as they caught up with each otherâs news and shared their plans for feasting with family and friends. They agreed that they all have much to be thankful for. Twenty wild turkeys spent Thanksgiving morning browsing big open fields along Cold Springs Road, taking their time on a beautiful day. Phone calls took the place of warm hugs for some and some chose to say their blessings over leftovers with a thought toward the unknown numbers of people here and elsewhere in dire straits, hungry and displaced in these turbulent times. We mix gratitude for our own good fortune with hope for an easing of the worldâs suffering. We remember Rosalynn Carter and all the good work she did just because she thought helping each other is what people are supposed to do. She was a ChampionâLooking on the Bright Side!