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NQuirer

Greenville, NC

#1 Sep 28, 2008
Is Procter & Nanny Kirk's daughter, Kelley, married to that Charles A. Henthorn from Greenbrier County?
could be

Lindale, TX

#2 Sep 28, 2008
hes in alot of troublr in greenbrier co. did something happen with the bank, where he was president?
iec

Jersey City, NJ

#3 Sep 28, 2008
What did he do?
in the know

United States

#4 Sep 28, 2008
15-20 he will write a book about it
in the know

United States

#5 Sep 28, 2008
look at the lewisburg topics
really now

United States

#6 Sep 28, 2008
Are you sure this is the same one that is married to Kelly?
oh yes its the same one

Lindale, TX

#7 Sep 28, 2008
really now wrote:
Are you sure this is the same one that is married to Kelly?
ask nanny or proctor. it has been kept hush hush. but its not their fault all families have problems.maybe they sould think before they they attack others.
really now

United States

#8 Sep 28, 2008
oh yes its the same one wrote:
<quoted text>ask nanny or proctor. it has been kept hush hush. but its not their fault all families have problems.maybe they sould think before they they attack others.
It is no longer hush-hush thanks to Hinton Topix. And you are so right. It doesn't pay to act so self-righteous and better than others.
Tisk Tisk Tisk

Greenville, NC

#9 Sep 28, 2008
I was over at Kirk's eatting one day. I was sitting close to Procter and that group of men he talks to all the time. I was ashamed with all that bad talking going on about John Maddy. I decided lightning might strike anytime so I moved to a different table. I never heard Procter say one bad thing about his own family's problems. Imagine that. His name is Charles A. Henthorn and there is plenty about him on the internet just check it out for yourselves.
greed better than chomo

Charleston, WV

#10 Sep 28, 2008
Tisk Tisk Tisk wrote:
I was over at Kirk's eatting one day. I was sitting close to Procter and that group of men he talks to all the time. I was ashamed with all that bad talking going on about John Maddy. I decided lightning might strike anytime so I moved to a different table. I never heard Procter say one bad thing about his own family's problems. Imagine that. His name is Charles A. Henthorn and there is plenty about him on the internet just check it out for yourselves.
Do you really think the situations are equal? I would so much rather have dinner with a man that took a financial bribe than a man that molested a child (not that I'd really like to dine with either of them).
pot calling kettle black

Lindale, TX

#11 Sep 28, 2008
proctor had plenty to talk about at his own housr,instead he was downing other families.no krlly cant help it, other s cant help what their families do.
sentence

Lindale, TX

#12 Sep 29, 2008
pot calling kettle black wrote:
proctor had plenty to talk about at his own housr,instead he was downing other families.no krlly cant help it, other s cant help what their families do.
whenwill kellys husband be senyenced? do they have children? i feel sorry for her.
iec

United States

#13 Sep 29, 2008
Throwing stones begets throwing stones.
Manuel Hose Pablo Sanchez

Greenville, NC

#14 Sep 29, 2008
I Manuel Hose Pablo Sanchez no snitch, I pitch very wel. If you need stones thrown I will do well. I also am looking for good wife to have my sons and daughters, much sons, few daughters. I need a job I know how to work cattle on ranch. Please call me BR549
WAR Part II

Greenville, NC

#15 Oct 3, 2008
War Continued!!!!!

The Three Little Pigs
    Once upon a time there were three little pigs, who left their mummy and daddy to see the world.
 
   All summer long, they roamed through the woods and over the plains, playing games and having fun. None were happier than the three little pigs, and they easily made friends with everyone. Wherever they went, they were given a warm welcome, but as summer drew to a close, they realized that folk were drifting back to their usual jobs, and preparing for winter. Autumn came and it began to rain. The three little pigs started to feel they needed a real home. Sadly they knew that the fun was over now and they must set to work like the others, or they'd be left in the cold and rain, with no roof over their heads. They talked about what to do, but each decided for himself. The laziest little pig said he'd build a straw hut.
 
   "It will only take a day,' he said. The others disagreed.
 
   "It's too fragile," they said disapprovingly, but he refused to listen. Not quite so lazy, the second little pig went in search of planks of seasoned wood.
 
   "Clunk! Clunk! Clunk!" It took him two days to nail them together. But the third little pig did not like the wooden house.
 
   "That's not the way to build a house!" he said. "It takes time, patience and hard work to build a house that is strong enough to stand up to wind, rain, and snow, and most of all, protect us from the wolf!"
 
   The days went by, and the wisest little pig's house took shape, brick by brick. From time to time, his brothers visited him, saying with a chuckle.
 
   "Why are you working so hard? Why don't you come and play?" But the stubborn bricklayer pig just said "no".
 
   "I shall finish my house first. It must be solid and sturdy. And then I'll come and play!" he said. "I shall not be foolish like you! For he who laughs last, laughs longest!"
 
   It was the wisest little pig that found the tracks of a big wolf in the neighborhood.
    The little pigs rushed home in alarm. Along came the wolf, scowling fiercely at the laziest pig's straw hut.
 
   "Come out!" ordered the wolf, his mouth watering. I want to speak to you!"
 
   "I'd rather stay where I am!" replied the little pig in a tiny voice.
 
   "I'll make you come out!" growled the wolf angrily, and puffing out his chest, he took a very deep breath. Then he blew with all his might, right onto the house. And all the straw the silly pig had heaped against some thin poles, fell down in the great blast. Excited by his own cleverness, the wolf did not notice that the little pig had slithered out from underneath the heap of straw, and was dashing towards his brother's wooden house. When he realized that the little pig was escaping, the wolf grew wild with rage.
WAR Part II

Greenville, NC

#16 Oct 3, 2008
"Come back!" he roared, trying to catch the pig as he ran into the wooden house. The other little pig greeted his brother, shaking like a leaf.
 
   "I hope this house won't fall down! Let's lean against the door so he can't break in!"
 
   Outside, the wolf could hear the little pigs' words. Starving as he was, at the idea of a two course meal, he rained blows on the door.
 
   "Open up! Open up! I only want to speak to you!"
 
   Inside, the two brothers wept in fear and did their best to hold the door fast against the blows. Then the furious wolf braced himself a new effort: he drew in a really enormous breath, and went ... WHOOOOO! The wooden house collapsed like a pack of cards.
 
   Luckily, the wisest little pig had been watching the scene from the window of his own brick house, and he rapidly opened the door to his fleeing brothers. And not a moment too soon, for the wolf was already hammering furiously on the door. This time, the wolf had grave doubts. This house had a much more solid air than the others. He blew once, he blew again and then for a third time. But all was in vain. For the house did not budge an inch. The three little pigs watched him and their fear began to fade. Quite exhausted by his efforts, the wolf decided to try one of his tricks. He scrambled up a nearby ladder, on to the roof to have a look at the chimney. However, the wisest little pig had seen this ploy, and he quickly said.
 
   "Quick! Light the fire!" With his long legs thrust down the chimney, the wolf was not sure if he should slide down the black hole. It wouldn't be easy to get in, but the sound of the little pigs' voices below only made him feel hungrier.
 
   "I'm dying of hunger! I'm going to try and get down." And he let himself drop. But landing was rather hot, too hot! The wolf landed in the fire, stunned by his fall.
 
   The flames licked his hairy coat and his tail became a flaring torch.
 
   "Never again! Never again will I go down a chimney" he squealed, as he tried to put out the flames in his tail. Then he ran away as fast as he could. 
 
   The three happy little pigs, dancing round and round the yard, began to sing. "Tra-la-la! Tra-la-la! The wicked black wolf will never come back...!"
 
   From that terrible day on, the wisest little pig's brothers set to work with a will. In less than no time, up went the two new brick houses. The wolf did return once to roam in the neighborhood, but when he caught sight of three chimneys, he remembered the terrible pain of a burnt tail, and he left for good.
 
   Now safe and happy, the wisest little pig called to his brothers. "No more work! Come on, let's go and play!"
The End
Commandeered

Greenville, NC

#17 Oct 4, 2008
The Boy Who Cried Wolf

There once was a shepherd boy who was bored as he sat on the hillside watching the village sheep. To amuse himself he took a great breath and sang out, "Wolf! Wolf! The Wolf is chasing the sheep!"
The villagers came running up the hill to help the boy drive the wolf away. But when they arrived at the top of the hill, they found no wolf. The boy laughed at the sight of their angry faces.
"Don't cry 'wolf', shepherd boy," said the villagers, "when there's no wolf!" They went grumbling back down the hill.
Later, the boy sang out again, "Wolf! Wolf! The wolf is chasing the sheep!" To his naughty delight, he watched the villagers run up the hill to help him drive the wolf away.
When the villagers saw no wolf they sternly said, "Save your frightened song for when there is really something wrong! Don't cry 'wolf' when there is NO wolf!"
But the boy just grinned and watched them go grumbling down the hill once more.
Later, he saw a REAL wolf prowling about his flock. Alarmed, he leaped to his feet and sang out as loudly as he could, "Wolf! Wolf!"
But the villagers thought he was trying to fool them again, and so they didn't come.
At sunset, everyone wondered why the shepherd boy hadn't returned to the village with their sheep. They went up the hill to find the boy. They found him weeping.
"There really was a wolf here! The flock has scattered! I cried out, "Wolf!" Why didn't you come?"
An old man tried to comfort the boy as they walked back to the village.
"We'll help you look for the lost sheep in the morning," he said, putting his arm around the youth, "Nobody believes a liar...even when he is telling the truth!"
wondering

Lindale, TX

#18 Oct 8, 2008
could be wrote:
hes in alot of troublr in greenbrier co. did something happen with the bank, where he was president?
havent heard anything about kelly kirks husband being sentenced. was eating at kirks fri. didnt find out anything.
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when

Lindale, TX

#20 Oct 10, 2008
when will kellys husband be sentenced? its really hush..hush.wonder why?
who knows

Lindale, TX

#21 Oct 12, 2008
whats going on with Proctor Kirks son in law? Is he going to jail? This is Kelly Kirks husband. some one must be trying to get it stopped..IS THAT SOME ONE IN HINTON? who knows anything?6549

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