A Few Precious Hours, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM   I launched the drift boat at the Rock Creek Campground boat ramp. After parking the pickup and trailer. The kids decide that they need to run back to the camp for one last item.    “Okay,” I said, “I will pull the boat down by the camp and wait forContinue reading “A Few Precious Hours, From the Archives”

Tripping Up the Bully

D. E. Larsen, DVM Broadbent school in the fall of 1952 had grown to its largest enrollment ever with nearly eighty students in eight grades.  The school board had discovered that the upper part of Catching Creek was actually in the Broadbent district rather than Myrtle Point. In 1952, they started busing those kids toContinue reading “Tripping Up the Bully”

Early Morning Education 

D. E. Larsen, DVM I was just stepping out of the shower when the phone rang. “I hope Sandy is awake enough to answer it,” I thought. “That was Jack, up on Whiskey Butte. He is pretty excited,” Sandy said. “He has heifer down in the middle of the road going into his place. SheContinue reading “Early Morning Education “