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Gideon, MO

Adding in Photos...

Within the next couple of weeks, will be adding in some photos of family in update. Hope some more of you do the same. Would love to see photos and updates of former Gideon neighbors and friends - and new friends made in Gideon. Big event in our family tomorrow. Been gearing up for it for a couple of weeks now, and today was particularly time consuming on it. Loved living in the country in Gideon, and goal is for us in the next ten years to sell our house and move to a farm. Might not be Bootheel, but will definitely be a secluded farm - a writer's and artists's dream. Catch up with you later on here. ~Mrs. Delcia Crockett [email protected] ail.com  (Sep 18, 2013 | post #1)

Columbia, MO

Chief Burton has proved his "salt"

Though I did not attend the mayor's conference on crime yesterday nor have I been at any of the meetings concerning this issue in Columbia, I have followed closely the results unfolding as they happened around our city leaders and toward our communities within Columbia. I have held the stance that the solution is in quality and quantity of our police force and I have been most critical in the Chief of Police, even to the extend to suggesting he be terminated and have even termed him "ineffective. " Yet, watching the news, I see a Chief that is determined to do the right thing. He appears neither arrogant or self-serving in his body language in the photographs. He is at the back of the room, quietly serving, and not in the limelight, at all. But it was his study, his effort, his stand for it against all odds, and his seeing it through to reality. That takes real character to the positive. That is the hero status we prayed for in our town. The determination to see the study he made, several years back, come into existence with the addition of more officers in our town. I have made myself safe on my street. The police refused to do that. But, we can all do that. Maybe we will have to do that for the time being. We cannot help the gossip and the made-up lies, when we know they are not true anyway. But in the photographs, and in the mayor's words, I have been convinced that we have a Chief of Police that is of the highest character, and the answer to our prayers, after all - someone who is willing to stand up for the count, no matter the criticism he must take to do so. I recant my stance on getting rid of him. I fully support the mayor, the Council and the Chief on this, as I originally did before the events that unfolded on my street. City leaders, thank you for putting in the time and effort to help bring Columbia back from the street thugs. Tax hike willingly accepted here, as a property owner in Columbia, Missouri. Celebrate, Chief. You have earned it! Let's get the message out to the thugs that come in from elsewhere, as well as the ones homegrown! Columbia citizens/taxpayers /property owners are willing to pay the extra tax to keep the $100,000-officer upkeep to stop the shootings ever six days in this town. Parents, know where you underage offspring are at all time. You are responsible for them and there wherabouts, not the innocent people in this town that have to suffer from the behavior you unleash on us in your offspring. You should be convicted with them, for sheer negiligence, every time one of your children get in trouble in this town. Be aware we are not your babysitters, and you should love your children enough to "practice tough love," when the ocassion demands it, like the criminal activity you allow them to wander into, and then whine they are a victim to the rest of us. And, not only that, we are keeping ourselves safe in our own homes from those who intrude and break the law and then lie to the police, trying to manipulate the very police that are hired to protect the innocent people who have to endure the lawbreakers/liars. Thank you, City leaders. Job well done! Signed, Mrs. Delcia Crockett 1605 Highridge Circle Columbia, Missouri - 65203 [email protected] ail.com  (Aug 6, 2013 | post #2)

Portageville, MO

Early Summer 1974, Ninth Street, Portageville

Left to right: Rob, Bill-Bill (note left-hand, it skips generations in our family through my Dad's side - my uncle Bonee and his son Mann, and then not my Dad or me, but Bill-Bill and Bill-Bill is the only one in Mr. Crockett's family, so far) and then Eddie (who, for Mom taking picture, was holding on to sister Em who was about to crawl out of photo while he was also putting his arm around "little" brother, Bill-Bill) and then Em. (Em did a really interesting study of the left-hand sequence of DNA for her college research project for biology.)  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #1)

Portageville, MO

May 1992, East Texas...

Left to right: Zac, Rob (back - middle), Tom (front - middle in Texas Rangers cap and tee; his hero was Nolan Ryan) and Em.  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #1)

Portageville, MO

2002, New York...

Rob, Em and Tom.  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #1)

Portageville, MO

Family of John N. Crockett

Zac...  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #1)

Portageville, MO

Books

What are you reading now? Found a great collection of hardbacks here in a vintage place, mint condition and only $3.00-copy. Three about Truman and some classics. The David McCullough biography and the collection of Truman's letters to wife, Bess - have finished those and now reading biography of Truman written by his daughter, Margaret. Often mention of Caruthersville and Bootheel, and interesting to see inside things that were so going on more than a hundred years on in Missouri and the world stage as it affected "the man with only the high school education" from Missouri. Positive attitude plus! Marvelous insight into honesty and character of a Democrat Conservative. Been a life hero of mine from early childhood, then added Dr. King, and when in college, added Thomas Paine. Know there are vintage shops in the Bootheel, because it was one of my favorite places to shop. I seldom watch television and am a reader of anything in sight, most of the time. I get lost in the world of words. Especially well-cited biographies like David McCullough scribes out. Truman, hero to many. Great reading.  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #1)

Columbia, MO

Ryan Ferguson and Teen Curfew...

Being mean to me or anyone else is not going to help Ryan. When you do that, you are only behaving like your critics hope you will. There is a gnawing existence that Ryan is innocent, and that is where the case is pivotal - not how mean you can be to anyone else - then you are no better than the ones who pressured him and acted like they did. Mr. Crane and the court did their jobs. Where the gnawing doubt follows is Ryan could have been in the wrong place in the wrong time, and was no where near the Trib parking lot. And, where would it go from there? How was the "fact-gatheri ngf conducted" and was Ryan or his friend aware of how it was being conducted and why? See new thread on "The Gnawing Doubt: Ryan's Innocence." That is where you have us by the heart, not the condemning of our judicial system and the being mean to others to try to high-pressure them into "your side." We are all on the side of equal rights and civil liberties. I have been attacked about this ever since I posted as "bunny" on the old Trib board. And, attacked in the meanest ways possible by Rick Gurley, Vanessa Hall and others. They were so mean on Mike Martin's Beatboard that he finally had to close it down. You win no points in a groupee effort of lynching someone online. You have presented a real doubt in the place where Ryan was at the time. You have no alibi, but neither do the authorities have actual proof that Ryan was there. How would an adoloscent know how to professionally/exp ertly know how to instantly/quickly/ immiedately know how to cover up the crime scene and leave no evidence, expecially since he was in a drunken stupor? Then was the sports editor an early indicator of the unsolved crime that comes in from St. Loius and Kansas City now, because they ralize we have a deteroriating police force that solve a dog bark case even - and there is your strong point. That is the nagging point that stays with us. What is Ryan was really not there and someone got away with murder while one of our own school-aged teens is serving time for it. That is Mr. Crane's weakest point in the prosecution. Ryan's lack of alibi stands off against lack of evidence that he was actually at the scene. That is your case then. And, if you can prove that, Ryan is free - because they have nothing to stand on, no matter how hard they try. Thoughts and prayers with you. I am for Ryan's healing and returning. Believers will welcome him back, fairly and prayerfully. Under no condemnation.  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #20)

Columbia, MO

The Gnawing Question: Ryan's Innocence...

Maybe Ryan didn't do it. Maybe the case is only made on the suppositions of his father's behavior and his sister's and two adolescents simply being in the wrong place and the wrong time. What if that was not anywhere near the sports editor and Ryan and his friend was only "placed" there by pressure against his will. I know I have told the police, the street gossips and the "phyliss bunch" that I will not be involved. My computer can be traced, there are witnesses who can turn state evidence to save their hides. Who does Ryan have? Some people who love him very much and who will fight for him. Maybe they have just gone about it in the wrong way. The nagging persistence exists for us all: What if Ryan really did not do it? Thoughts and prayers with the Ferguson family. May the healing continue and justice be done.  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #5)

Columbia, MO

The Gnawing Question: Ryan's Innocence...

So, then I am not a confused adoloscent. I have a clear head and am anchored solidly in life. Therefore, the question lingers about Ryan. What if Ryan Ferguson did not do it? What if he were pressured like I have been pressured, like the person of rank downtown suggested that I do to Phyliss? What if they offered her the same deal, and she took it? She is the aggressor, the guilty party from start to finish of the whole mess. It bothers me now, like it bothers so many people - because there is this gnawing about Ryan in the moments of the methodology of the interrogations of him and his friend. I have never met him or his family, and I can have opinions into next week about it, just like everyone else. But now I know what the police can do - not read you your rights, not have a court order to do so but hold you in illegal custody equivalent to kidnapping and pressure you practically into going over the edge when you have not done a d*mn thing. My suggestion for Ryan is that you go to the places where they can question that sort of pressure. Don't worry. I am fine. I know what to do now. But that is your case - where it falls aprt for them. That gnawing doubt of what the police look like they are trying to get you to do. Everyone else be forewarned. If it has not happened to you, it can. I am not anybody, and so I have been an easy target. I suggest all of you, to be objective about Ryan, watch the interrogation tapes. The whole issue of civil liberties issues exist in Columbia Police tactics and procedure.  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #4)

Columbia, MO

The Gnawing Question: Ryan's Innocence...

But I implore you to look at the tape in which Ryan Ferguson is questioned. Forget what his father did for a moment. Forget what happened in the judicial system after that. That is losing the case, every time you focus on that. The pivotal point of the case is the way Ryan is indicted and pressured, in the questioning. Watch it closely. I know now what the police can do - "good cop, bad cop" to get a conviction even say that I am the "future Mrs. Burton" and try to get me to weaken. Right, Chief? Right, Linda Burton? I don't want you d*mn stupid man; I have always been faithful to my husband, and I cannot allow you to et by with this, and I am doling it in a way that you cannot lie farther or hurt anyone ever again. Phyliss Hunsley belongs in a nursing home; they have meds and containment for things like she is doing - and you Burtons need to resign and give us Columbia back. From this behavior of the Burtons, the Columbia Police Department, I know that due process is bypassed in some instances. We are supposed to have certain inalienable rights, individual rights and be presumed innocent until proved guilty. Now, I know those can be trod upon and trampled and not a d*mn thing done about it, because we have this blind trust of the police - and we assume their absolute power can be trusted. We are taught that in Sunday School from the first moment we can sit up in pew - when, in fact, Benjamin Franklin once said, "As responsible citizens it is our solemn civic duty to question authority." Dr. King knew this. Some of us have found it out,too. Some of the police cannot b e trusted, and the ends for them, evidently justifies the means for them. No go on Mrs. Crockett. Phyliss, the Burtons and the gossips have lost.  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #3)

Columbia, MO

The Gnawing Question: Ryan's Innocence...

She had said she hated me and she could just kill me and she got her dysfunctional relationships of her extended "family" and some of the people who live around me in on it. And, the stalking continued. And, then the police came and told me not to call them, that she could do that. I have been shadowed illegally, and things have gone bump in the night. I have prayed and written about it.  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #2)

Columbia, MO

The Gnawing Question: Ryan's Innocence...

It plays back in my mind (when Phyliss and Aaron were vehicular stalking me and enjoying their dirty little game so well) that I went downtown and asked to speak to a person of rank. I can still remember what he looked like, I can remember the name on his badge. I told how the officer Phyliss called (the day I put the note on the windshield of the car in front of my bedroom window not threatening, but just telling her she lost to privilege to be over here and why) - how that officer came into my house and was going to arrest me and he threatened me with loss of my property, etc. (visciously and brutally), if I did not go out and apologize to her. The note was 10 years in the making, and I had the right to ask her to leave me alone and give me my privacy and stop stalking everyone with camera and spreading mean things. I did not want to listen any more, not even to try to be a neighbor to that. She was awakening us and stalking us with cameras and lying - sleep deprivation made me have to give up one teaching job and some volunteer work in Columbia - again there are witnesses.) When I went downtown to headquarters to ask how I could keep the peace and describe how the officer tried to pressure me into doing something I knew was not right, the officer downtown told me to just not look her way, if anyone around gets involved in it, just say they do not exist, and then he said something I have thought of over and over. He suggested something I did not want to do, because that would be wrong, it would be illegal and it would mean I was doing exactly what I did not want her to do to me. He said, to me in God's presence and all the angels attending, "What if we 'beat' her up for you? What is she found a police car 24/7 in front of her house? We cops can be dirty, we can be sneaky. What if we take care of her for you? What if I go knock on her door right after we are through talking? We can do things no one can know we have done, and we can mark her car and we can..." I declined.  (Aug 4, 2013 | post #1)

Portageville, MO

From Portageville, Where are you now?

This was sent to me in e-mail this week. It was from a life hero of mine, who shall remain nameless. (I only mention the names of people who do things to hurt others, and they are welcome to come on here and state who they are and justify their behavior, or try to. But anyone who is trying to remain nameless has no credibilty, to start with. I protect the innocent, the good - as always.) From a life hero of mine, this e-mail thought, and fellwo writer who is excellent in the genre he has chosen): "It is His wings that heal our pain, And sooths the serpent's poisoned stings; Close to His bosom we must press To feel His healing wings." I will come back on here later today, with more time to spare, and add in some more memories. Thank you for reading...  (Aug 2, 2013 | post #85)

Portageville, MO

From Portageville, Where are you now?

To my son (meddlers, stay out) The reason I put the poem on here about "Do It Anyway" (the one accredited to Mother Theresa, but she did not write) is because there is a certain life lesson I have learned in dealing with negative relatives and negative people. People in life often fall in two categories - the negative and the positive. The only African American classmate of my daughter in Gideon Schools had a very precious mother, and she died in a tragic accident in her lifework of a wonderful helpmate for her husband. She and I had some beautiful conversations about our daughters. She expressed her life desires for her children and she complimented me on the behavior and the intelligence of my children. We talked about the negative factors in raising children - the peer pressure, the cliques of teens and the way some patents affect other people's raising their children by snobbery, gossip and rejection by social pretentiousness. It is the same with bigotry and racism. Some people want so badly to be seen as some sort of socially elite that they hide their own flaws (that everyone is aware of anyway) and point toward others, insulting them in a back-stabbing way. People believe what they want to believe, and sometimes it is essential that you just have to walk away to not be involved. I protected you kids from a lot of negativity in the relatives, and I did it on purpose. I did not want to embitter you or see you affected by their bad life choices. You grew to love Donna's first husband, and you loved your Aunt Pat and you loved your Aunt Donna. Some day we will have that talk, but on down the road when the grandkids are grown. I have accepted the fact that I will never see them on this side of life, and I trust God to see them on the other side for all eternity. It will be nice when you see your Grandpa again - your Dad bought you some farmer's overalls from Segal's and we took you out there on a weekday (because your Grandpa always dressed up in gray dress pants, a starched long-sleeved white shirt and his dress suspenders on Sunday) and your Dad wanted you to wear the overalls at the same time your Grandpa had them on, which was every work day of the week. You crawled up in his lap, and you looked at his overalls and you looked at your exact duplicates of them that you had on, and you smiled up at him and I will never forget the look on his face - the joy, the pride. Nor will I ever forget the look on your Dad's face. Tremendous pride in you and in the silver-haired man he grew to love so deeply and called "Poppa." Then, you said, "Grandpa, you know what - Eddie and me got your baby clothes." I wish you could remember some of the things. There was the nicest woman whose husband owned the place where my Dad lived and we had worked their family farms growing up, because your Grandpa lost his farm after the Depression, the place where I was born, and the place where your Grandpa fed and took in so many families during the Depression. Your Grandma helped him with that and my earliest memories are of that place - the porches, and the animals, the garden, the bridge we walked across to go to my Grandma's house. We moved from there after my brother (two years younger than I) was born, and I have memories of moving a lot about the farms, and I can remember in detail some horrible ways my Dad was treated in the lack of courtesy and manners. But I was also learning to watch him and be very proud of him in the way he was always polite and had the decorum and grace to meet each situation. We were people of color living in the 19th century narrative, prevalent in the Bootheel when I was growing up. While my Grandmother's Grandfather was totally accepted (he was Anglo and prominent socially), my Grandmother's Grandmother was shunned. She was full-blooded Cherokee. My roots go back deep in the Bootheel. So do yours. That is the progeny you inherit, the legacy of the blood that flows in your DNA.  (Aug 2, 2013 | post #84)