June 26, 2008

Natural Disaster Drives Local Family to Riverside Communities

by Toby Champion

Well, Id just finished a chunk of work for a client and needed a break, and to be honest, it all sounded pretty exciting and might just be a once-in-a-lifetime chance to see a real-life natural disaster in action. So I suggested we throw some stuff into our campervan and drive down the next day. Michelle was up for it, and the plan immediately evolved into an attempt, however small, to help folks out down there with sandbagging or whatever they needed. So later that afternoon I collected a bright-red, fiberglass shovel the Memphis Democrat bought for the trip, and grabbed some gardening gloves and boots to throw in with our usual trip kit.

When we arrived in Hannibal, we learnt from the Hannibal Courier-Post that work on reinforcing the levee had pretty much finished, and that our help was more likely to be appreciated in either of the much smaller towns of Canton, 12 miles north of Quincy - with an aging levee many doubted would hold - and Clarksville, 25 miles south of Hannibal, with only the makeshift levee being built right now. We were tired though, so decided to spend the night in Hannibal for now.

We walked down to the riverside to see how high the river was. There were signs all along, hanging from orange and white tape, demanding we STAY OFF LEVEE, but we thought that just meant stay off the very top, so we pushed the stroller up and peered over the side anyway. Wow. The other side of the river certainly seemed a long way away. Pretty much everything on the other side of the levee was underwater, including most of the Welcome to Hannibal sign. Dramatic, exciting, awe-inspiring, curious and downright depressing all at once.

Pretty soon a cop on a mountain bike approached us and told us we werent supposed to be there, in a firm-but-fair sort of a way. Oops. Down we came, feeling lucky that we were neither ticketed nor arrested. We couldnt figure out what the big deal was about staying away, and were only to discover just why towns are policing their levees so heavily on the last day of our trip.

Michelle took our eight-month-old son Adam back to the motel to get him to sleep, and I continued wandering. It turned out the best place to be in Hannibal to see things close up was on the road-bridge that takes route 79 over Bear Creek to the south of the town. From the top of the bridge I could see the sort of thing you always see on TV during floods: the tops of road-signs and roofs above the water. Eerie, but also, it being just after sunset and with a whopping-great moon appearing above the trees on the south side of town, quite beautiful. When a launch carrying a couple of National Guard guys motored quietly around the walls of the very-much-underwater Clemens Field ballpark, its searchlight bouncing cleanly off the mucky, murky water, it all looked very pretty indeed. It got me thinking about how theres beauty to be found in a lot of otherwise nasty situations. And this is nasty: as I write, 24 people have died in the floods.

On the bridge I met Carol, whod worked the flood with the Salvation Army back in 1993. Despite the levee protecting most of the town that year, it was still a lot of work, handing out mops, disinfectant and food to those whose homes had flooded. She seemed exhausted even by the memory of it all.

Seeing road signs underwater is always an odd sight. Even odder, though, was how Michelle and I both kept noticing road and other signs looking strange throughout our brief trip.

The next morning, after breakfast at the Mark Twain Dinette, we packed up and made a break for Clarksville the long way round, as route 79 was underwater just past the Mark Twain Caves. On the way, discovering that the Champ Clark Bridge taking the 54 across just north of the town was closed, we headed into Louisiana to find out why. We parked just this side of the bridge, and I walked onto the bridge to take a look. I ended up walking the 300-yard round-trip to the other side, and it was a pretty intense experience. Id not walked over the Mississippi before, and to do it when it was this wide, this quiet, and this threatening, was something special. The only company I had on the bridge was a biker who passed me there and back. The bridge, Ive since learnt, has become quite the tourist attraction. Im glad others will be able to have this unusual experience.

Once back on the east side, we drove downtown. This was where it starts getting real. The stuff you normally only see on TV, right in front of you. 3rd Streetthe 79was flooded as far as we could see. A trailer just up from the water, piled with a familys possessions, a king-size mattress plonked on top. Family and friends completing a wall covered in black plastic sheeting round the front of their house: those that arent standing in a green Jon boat are wearing waders. A guy in a pale-blue pick-up with mud stuck on the bottom is handing out white aluminum cans of drinking water to their tired-looking neighbours. And another bunch of family and friends are building a wall around their house, which looks like its on its very own island. To add the feeling that things are a bit rushed, theres a four-foot pile of sand ready to go in bags... the pile is in a foot of water.

When youre watching this kind of stuff on TV, sometimes you wonder how you can help. Maybe make a call, send some money. When I was down there though, I felt like a useless idiot. I wanted to offer to help, but the embarrassing truth is that I did my back in on Monday mowing the yard. I could barely lift my 13-pound baby, let alone a 75-pound sandbag. Michelle was going to have to do the actual helping, and she was hanging out with Adam back on Main Street. Rigid with worries that someone was going to ask me who I was and what I was doing here, I sloped off, past the first of many pipes I saw chucking flood-water out of basements. The arc was about eight-foot long.

At the front of a red-brick building that used to be Louisiana Plastic Inc. Warehouse No. 1, with cute fake windows painted on the sides, there was the whole flood-defence set-up: three feet of sandbags with white 4mm plastic sheet thrown over; two or three bags on top of that; a step-ladder over the whole thing; and a couple of green plastic pipes taking water pumped out. And a mug of coffee sat on top.

By this time I was glad our next and final stop would be somewhere where we knew we could actually help. Just before we left we met Kirsty, a nurse whose daily commute is south along the 79. Were just idiot flood tourists, I explained. Oh, me too. But Im going down to Clarksville next to help with sandbagging. Ooh, so are we! I explained, relieved that she could relate to my feeling a bit silly and excited that suddenly, we were all in it together, teaming up and helping out.

Back in the van, we took the 54 back to Bowling Green, the 61, then WW and W winding through Pike County into picturesque Clarksville.

No chance of being an idiot flood tourist here. Flashing red and blue lights everywhere. A cop stopped us at a roadblock. You here to help? he asked, and suggested we park up the road and wait for a shuttle bus to take us into town. Declining the bus, we walked the few blocks instead, Michelle carrying Adam and me pushing the stroller with the shovel wedged behind our daypack. We were guided by a local through alleys, and the intensity racked up as we approached downtown. National Guard trucks passed loaded with sand, one with I love the army! chalked on the drivers door. Pick-ups carrying filled sandbags and equipment edged by as we detoured onto muddy lawns, our borrowed off-road stroller proving its worth.

Once we hit Howard Street we realized this artists town of 490 residents had become the centre of attention for hundreds of volunteers, scores of National Guard personnel, and the national media. Four satellite trucks, TV cables everywhere, and the roar of three enormous pumps helping prevent the storm drain system from backing up behind the levee. We navigated the stroller through a group of twenty or so young people wearing white tees and yellow headbands, hard at work sandbagging; I later learnt they were inmates brought in to help. We signed in with the AmeriCorps team at City Hall, signed waivers, and tied orange plastic tape around our wrists. Collected some bottles of water, bought some snacks, and headed the long way round to Main Cross Street, where we were to help protect the lumberyard.

Shielded from the river on the east by a makeshift levee eight-feet high, with the water already a few feet up, around twenty folk were hard at work filling and placing bags. When we arrived, they were racking their brains for an Irish drinking song to sing. The only one I know escaped my mind in the heat of the moment, so my first real opportunity to help was dashed already. This lot had clearly been at it for hours, and had formed quite the team. Four bag-filling stations formed a square around a pile of sand, each consisting of a couple 2x4s resting on a pair of sawhorses supporting two upside-down traffic cones with their tops sawed off, acting as funnels into which people shoveled sand into bags held up by a colleague on the far side.

I handed Adam to one of the volunteers, and Michelle got on with some sandbag-holding while I joined Bob Reid on a nearby seat. He clearly deserved the break. Bob helps run the Clarksville Museum, and had been working the last five days to get all of our treasures up above the 93 level. We got five feet of concrete blocks, made a frame from 2x4s on top of them, then turned our display cases sideways and put them on top of that frame. In our office, theres a stairway to a little storage room, over the entryway. You cant walk in their sideways: weve just got it stacked clean to the ceiling... So I have a feeling that everything will Im gonna think positive. Im optimistic that everything will be alright.

Bob boasted that the plantings round the outside of the museum had been planned with the flood in mind: arborist Monica Barker chose species that would survive a flood. Yellowtwig dogwood, stuff like that. So she thought ahead of time. Those plants can resist being drowned for a while.

Charlie Meyers, an employee at the lumberyard and long-time Clarksville resident, explained that quite a few of the helpers were builders who needed the yard to stay in business. The group, I was surprised to learn, had no one in charge, and had previously been helped by some Amish, a Boy Scout group, prisoners, the National Guard and a couple of folks from St. Louis.

So, we did end up helping for an hour or so. Michelle held sandbags, and I even managed to get some action out of that shovel, as you can see in the photo. People seemed to really enjoy Adams presence, which is always nice to see.

When wed had enough, we walked back to the van along the roads wherever possible. We noticed more signs, including one under a foot of water that read ROAD CLOSED 1 MILE AHEAD. The drive on the W back to the 61 was pretty hairy. We were passed by a lot of big trucks carrying sand, and none of them were holding back.

We spent another couple of nights in Hannibalwhere the water had gone down a foot since we were first there, because of breaches upstreamand I watched Worlds Most Amazing Videos and rested my back.

On Friday, with me finally off the Tylenol, we left for home, stopping at Quincy and Canton on the way. The Memorial Bridge is closed as the west end is underwater, and the riverfront park on the Quincy side is under too. I mooched down to the riverfront. I met a tall, black pony-tailed guy with a camera round his neck hanging around a couple of boats getting ready to leave. I asked if he knew where the boats were going. Well, I dont know about that one, but this one is taking me to see my house and farmland, which is all underwater. I gulped. Im sorry. I offered. I appreciate that. Hope it works out in the end, I said. Yeh, in the end, itll be okay. We let him get on with his life and got back on the road.

Our final visit was with Canton, which over the previous week had National Guard and volunteers reinforcing its aging levee. We only spent five minutes or so there, and were struck that the town seemed deserted and that the town is very, very flat indeed. We tried to take a shortcut back onto the 61, but had to stop as the road goes through a break in the levee, and was closed by a wall of sandbags, staffed by a couple of National Guard guys.

That trailer home over there, the owners just upped and left, drove it out with their truck, at three in the morning. And the guards could explain why the levees are being so heavily policed: Some guy in Quincy in 1993 had had this big row with his girlfriend, and didnt want her to come home, so he got up onto a levee and started pulling bags out of it. It gave way in the end, and a lot got flooded. Hes still in jail. That was James Scott, who was convicted of intentionally causing a catastrophe.

As we headed northwest towards Memphis on the 61, we thought wed seen the last of the Mississippi for a while, but several miles on, we were driving with the river right next to us, above us, a mile or two from where it normally runs.

So the Memphis Democrat shovel is still in Clarksville, hopefully no longer necessary, but in a good home nevertheless. Maybe sometime, once things have dried up well pay the place another visit, see the work of some of those artists and figure out where on earth the river was supposed to be that day.

Toby Champion, originally from London, England, relocated to Scotland County a year ago. He, his wife Michelle Day, and their son Adam now call Memphis home.

McBee, Alexander Named to Truman State University VP’s Honor Roll

The Office of the Registrar at Truman State University has released the Fall 2016 Vice President for Academic Affairs’ List.

To qualify for this list, an undergraduate student must attain a semester 3.50-3.99 grade point average and must complete 12 semester hours of credit.

Scotland County R-I graduates Lorrin McBee and Morgan Alexander were named to the honor roll.

Founded in 1867, Truman is Missouri’s public liberal arts and sciences university. Truman has the highest graduation rate among the state’s public colleges and universities. U.S. News & World Report has rated Truman as the No. 1 public university in the Midwest region for 19 consecutive years. Consumers Digest rated Truman as the No. 1 value in the nation among public colleges and universities.

BLEND to Perform at First Christian Church in Memphis on March 1st

Blend, an a cappella quartet, is returning to Memphis at 7:00 p.m. on Wednesday, March 1st at the First Christian Church in Memphis.  The a cappella group has made previous appearances in Memphis at both the First Baptist Church and the Memphis Theatre.

Blend was formed at John A. Logan College as a minor project that quickly blossomed into the makings of a successful career for its four members.  Johnathan Estes of the group says, “We started several years ago for a talent show and ended up winning.  From there, found we had a unique sound, so we decided to pursue it as a career.”   The real strength of Blend lies in their ability to entertain crowds of all ages with their energy, humor, renditions of songs which most everyone has heard at some time, all while keeping a Christian undertone.  In addition to their classic doo-wop routine, they are also a deeply spiritual group and love to share their gospel music as well.

The group has performed at churches with their Gospel arrangements and has wowed the crowds at other venues such as fairs, festivals and performing arts centers with their amazing a cappella version of the 50’s and 60’s.  They have been recognized and awarded “BEST OF SHOW 2006 and 2007” in Murray, Kentucky as well as many other awards.  In 2008, Blend appeared as special guests at the Dick Clark American Band Stand Theater in Branson, Missouri.  This led to an offer to perform their show in Branson at the Gene Williams Country Music Theater on a regular basis.  However, the timing was not right.  Blend had to decline the great opportunity due to their dedication to educational responsibilities and pursuits.

While 2008 proved to be a successful year for them, the group made some changes to the presentation of their show.  Developing a show fit for performing arts centers with a bit of nostalgic and unique flair, Blend began touring as far south as Florida and into the northern part of the country in states like Minnesota and South Dakota.  The show quickly gained attention as audiences across the Midwest grew fond of the sounds and entertainment that these four guys bring to the stage with each performance.  Due to this overwhelmingly positive response, Blend was offered the opportunity to perform full-time in the cities of Hannibal, MO and Paducah, KY in 2010.  The group, however, has continued to travel the country in order to be heard more broadly.

After making several appearances through the years in Hot Springs, Arkansas, the city proudly welcomed Blend to present shows daily at the Vienna Theatre through the summer of 2011 and 2012.  In 2014, they were asked to perform regularly at the Five Star Dinner Theatre. Nestled in the heart of downtown Hot Springs, Blend quickly became a “must see” show.  The success has continued for the group in the past few years as they have traveled and performed in spots all over the country.  Blend has worked with various artists, and can be seen performing backup vocals on Ronnie McDowell’s show as well as on his album entitled, “I’m Gonna Dance with the Ones that Brought Me.”  Come see for yourself why people across the country are raving about the very entertaining a cappella quartet from Southern Illinois.  You won’t be disappointed.

For more information about the quartet, visit their website at http://www.blend-acappella.com/.

International Eyecare Center Memphis Office Has Moved

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International Eyecare Center in Memphis, Missouri has moved to a new location! IEC is still located on the Scotland County Hospital campus, but has moved to the former Scotland County Health Department building.  Optometrist Dr. Kelly Sharpe will begin seeing patients in the new facility on Tuesday, February 21st.

“We are looking forward to utilizing the added space to offer our patients a more comfortable overall experience when they visit us,” said Dr. Kelly Sharpe.  Sharpe sees patients in the Memphis, MO location on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

“We love being a part of the Memphis medical community,” said Ashley Lay, Regional Manager at International Eyecare Center.  “For a smaller town, it is very impressive that Memphis has so much to offer its community and we are excited to continue to add to it.”

International Eyecare Center has been serving the Memphis, MO community for over five years.  IEC has thirteen offices in Illinois, Iowa, and Missouri and was founded in 1981 in Quincy, IL.  International Eyecare Center offers the latest in eye healthcare, contact lens innovations, fashion eyewear, and comprehensive eye exams for the entire family.

To schedule an appointment call toll-free at (877) 457-6485.  Appointments can also be made online at www.iec2020.com.

Lady Tigers Withstand Hot Start by Van-Far to Win District Opener 75-56

Ashleigh Creek had a big first period to help Scotland County withstand a hot start by Van-Far in the district opener.

Early on in Monday night’s district opener, it appeared like the bracket builders may have made a mistake as the #7 seed Van- Far looked like state champions. The Lady Indians came out on fire, scoring 24 first period points to give #2 seed Scotland County a scare.

Van-Far was on fire from three-point range in the opening eight minutes, sinking six shots from behind the arc.

The Lady Indians opened the scoring with a pair of three-pointers. Abi Feeney started Scotland County off with a drive to the hoop. Chelsea Wood then sank a pair of free throws before Ashleigh Creek hit back-to-back jumpers to pull SCR-I within 9-8. Wood and Creek each had buckets in the paint before Maddie Brassfield sank a three-pointer. A Brassfield free throw knotted the score at 16-16 with 1:31 left in the first period.

Van-Far sank a pair of three-pointers to close the opening frame on top 24-18.

“Obviously that’s not the start you want,” said Coach Cory Shultz. “But I knew our defense was better than that, and it was going to be extremely difficult for them to maintain that level of shooting for four quarters.”

Madie Bondurant made a steal and scored on the fast break to start the second period. Brassfield sank a three-pointer before Abi Feeney converted two free throws. Brassfield scored in the paint with 5:55 left in the second period to give the Lady Tigers their first lead of the game at 27-26.

Calesse Bair scored on an offensive rebound and Feeney followed with a drive to the rim. Bair then stole the inbounds pass and scored a transition bucket to extend the lead to 33-26 and force a Van-Far timeout.

The Lady Indians pulled within two points before Feeney sank two more free throws. A jumper by Creek ended the second period with SCR-I on top 40-35.

Scotland County began to pull away in the third period. Wood opened the quarter with a pair of buckets in the paint and Feeney added a three-point play to push the lead to 47-37.

Chelsea Wood

Scotland County went to the free throw line 13 times in the third period, converting on nine of those chances, before Brassfield capped off the quarter with a three-pointer to put Scotland County out in front 58-42.

Brassfield opened the fourth quarter with a basket off an offensive rebound. Feeney sank four straight free throws to make the score 64-45 with 6:40 left to play. Wood scored on a drive to the hoop and added two more field goals in the paint to cap off a big night. Feeney continued to beat Van-Far off the dribble, scoring on a drive to the hoop before heading back to the free throw line for two more points. The senior made 14 of 15 from the charity stripe on the night, finishing off the 75-56 win for SCR-I.

Scotland County improved to 23-1 on the year and advances to the Class 2 District 6 semifinals to take on #3 seed Paris, a 60-31 winner over Canton.

Feeney led the Lady Tigers with 22 points. Wood finished with 20 while Brassfield had 14 and Creek added nine.

Abi Feeney

Lady Tigers Improve to 22-1 with 47-32 Win at North Shelby in Regular Season Finale

Chelsea Woods goes up for two points in the win over North Shelby.

An off night from long range made for a low-scoring affair Tuesday night at North Shelby, but the Scotland County girls still had more than enough firepower to put a damper on the Raiders senior night festivities with a 47-32 victory.

SCR-I struggled shooting the ball in its regular season finale, connecting on just three three-pointers on the night.

Two of those long distance shots came in the first period, as the Lady Tigers jumped out to a 14-6 lead. SCR-I actually fell behind 4-0 before Abi Feeney connected on a jumper. A three-pointer by Calesse Bair put the Lady Tigers up for good, at 5-4, before Chelsea Wood scored in the paint. A three-pointer by Maddie Brassfield extended the margin to 10-4 with 3:19 left in the first period and forced a North Shelby timeout.

Feeney sank a three-pointer to start the second period to extend the lead to 17-6. The senior point guard then went to work off the dribble, dissecting the North Shelby defense with penetration moves that netted her 11 second-period points.

Sadie Davis fires up the three-pointer.

SCR-I looked poised to truly blow the game open in the third period. Feeney scored on another drive to the hoop before Wood added a field goal in the paint. Bair scored back-to-back transition baskets off of turnovers created by the SCR-I press, making the margin 37-18 and forcing another North Shelby timeout.

The Raiders corrected their issues against the press, but SCR-I still went ahead 44-26 on baskets by Feeney, Wood and Bair.

The offense went dormant in the fourth period. SCR-I did not score until there was just 45 seconds left in the contest, with Bair making three of four free throws in the final minute.

Fortunately the defense was up to the challenge, holding North Shelby to just six fourth quarter points to help secure the 47-32 win.

Abi Feeney gets to the rim for two of her game-high 17 points in SCR-I’s regular season finale win at North Shelby.

Scotland County closed out the regular season with a 22-1 record, the team’s third straight 20-win season. Feeney led the way with 17 points. Bair finished with 16 points and Wood added 11.

CHARLES H. BRADLEY (5/21/1935 – 2/11/2017)

Charles H. Bradley, 81, of Memphis, Missouri passed away Saturday evening, February 11, 2017 at the Scotland County Care Center in Memphis.

The son of Estel Floyd and Lily Hazel Ellicott Bradley, he was born May 21, 1935 in Memphis, Missouri.

He attended school and graduated from the Memphis High School. After graduating he joined the United States Army and served a term there before coming back to help run the family businesses of Bradley Car Sales and Bradley Auto Parts.

After his parents passed he decided to sell the business and served as an alderman for the City of Memphis as long as his health allowed him to.

Charlie was a lifelong active member of the United Methodist Church in Memphis, serving as an usher when he was called upon until he moved to the care center.

His interests included following the St. Louis Cardinals, buying season tickets for the home games and attending the home games as well as stock car races in the area.

He was an avid collector of St. Louis Cardinals memorabilia, even a lap blanket that he used later when he was a resident at the Scotland County Care Center. Charlie was fine as long as he had his radio and every day he would tune in to the St. Louis Cardinals.

He was preceded in death by his parents.

Survivors include his cousin, Bob (Linda) Ellicott along with other relatives and friends.

Memorials in his memory may be made to the donor’s choice and may be left at or mailed to Payne Funeral Chapel, 202 E. Madison St. Memphis, Missouri 63555.

Funeral services were held Wednesday morning, February 15, 2017, at 10:00 A.M. at the Payne Funeral Chapel in Memphis with Pastor Paul Smith officiating. Interment followed in the Memphis Cemetery with full military honors provided by the Wallace W Gillespie V.F.W.Post #4958 of Memphis and two from the honor guards unit. Pallbearers were Rick Robinson, Leon Buford, Doug Freburg, Ronnie Tinkle, Dennis Bradley, and David Trueblood.

Online Condolences may be sent to the Family by logging onto Payne’s website at www.paynefuneralchapel.com

Arrangements were entrusted to the care of the Payne Funeral Chapel in Memphis.

Scotland County Senior Nutrition Center

MENU

Thursday, February 23 – Liver and Onions or Chicken Pattie, Mashed Potatoes, Green Beans, Bread, Fruit

Friday, February 24 – Fish Fillet, Macaroni and Cheese, Baked Beans, Pickled Beets, Fruit Juice, Cornbread, Peanut/Butter Dessert

Monday, February 27 – Goulash, Italian Blend Vegetables, Lettuce Salad, Hot Roll, Peach Crisp

Tuesday, February 28 – Salisbury Steak, Mashed Potatoes/Gravy, Buttered Carrots, Bread, 5 Cup Salad

Wednesday, March 1 – Fried Chicken, Mashed Potatoes/Gravy, Green Beans, Hot Roll, Fruit Salad

Thursday, March 2 – Tuna Noodle Casserole, Lettuce Salad, Pinto Beans, Pineapple, Bread, Oatmeal Cookies

ACTIVITIES

Thursday, February 23 – Card Party at 5:00 p.m.

Sunday, February 26 – Fundraiser Soup Lunch from 11:30 a.m.-1:00 p.m. Free will donation. Carry-outs available, call 465-7011.

Monday, February 27 – AAA and Care Board Meeting at 10:00 in Shelbina.

Thursday, March 2 – Card Party at 5:00 p.m.

VIRGINIA MAY (INSKIP) HUTSON (8/17/1947 – 2/12/2017)

Virginia May (Inskip) Hutson, age 69, of Windermere, FL, passed away Sunday, February 12, 2017, in Florida Hospital Celebration Health in Celebration, FL.

She was born August 17, 1947, in Memphis, MO, the daughter of Charles Sylvester Inskip Sr. and Vera May Pulis Inskip.

She was united in marriage to William A. Hutson and to this union one daughter was born.

Surviving is her daughter Margaret May Hutson of Windermere, FL; one sister and four brothers, Lois Walker and husband Charles of Macon, MO, Charles J. Inskip and wife Linda of Rolla, MO, Charles S. Inskip Jr. and wife Vicky of Moberly, MO, Larry D. Inskip of Armstrong, MO, J. Dean Inskip and wife Carol of Ashland, MO, including many nieces, nephews, & cousins.

Virginia was preceded in death by her parents, and a brother Carl Ray Inskip.

Virginia was raised in Derby, Colorado where she received her education.

She was briefly employed with Banquet Foods in Macon, and worked in a nursing care facility in Columbia, MO. She also lived in Rolla, Macon, Higbee, Edina, and Moberly, MO; then moved to Florida in 2008 where she lived with her daughter Margaret.

Hobbies included Embroidery and collecting many types of hummingbird figurines, collectable plates of many varieties, and collectable spoons.

Memorial services were held Saturday February 18 at the Hudson-Rimer Funeral Home in Edina, MO.  Reverend Mike Myers officiated the services.  Burial was in the Linville Cemetery.  Arrangements were under the direction of the Hudson-Rimer Funeral Home in Edina, MO.

Donations in lieu of flowers may be made to MargAret Hutson to help cover expenses.  Memorials may be left at or mailed to Hudson-Rimer Funeral Home, P.O. Box 1, Edina, MO, 63537.

New Beginnings

There is a major part to the Christian belief system that tends to get past some; well…. maybe all of us.  That would be the truth, the fact, that in Christ we are new day by day.  Oh how we struggle to live this out.

At County Fairs some have a competition called a Tractor Pull.  One by one, each tractor is at the starting line pulling a cart with weights that transition into a heavier load as the trek progresses.  Eventually, the tractor stops in its tracks because it can no longer pull the load.  The one that travels the greatest length gets the trophy.

Our daily walk is sometimes just like a Tractor Pull.  The further into the day, the heavier the load until we are shut down in our tracks.  God is very much  aware of our dilemma and is devoted to its reversal. If God is anything, He is all about new, renewal, renewing.  Bible expression and confirmation is there for a reason.  He knows we will experience deep stress and provides a way out.  This isn’t just church chatter.  This is to be life… your life… my life… renewed life… day after day.

Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day (II Cor. 4:16).

Therefore if any man is in Christ, he is a new creature; the old things passed away; behold, new things have come (II Cor. 5:17).

It is for this very reason that Jesus called for our new beginning by being born again. Such isn’t a church doctrine as much as it is designed to restart our engines when we do more sputtering than effectively moving forward. Renewal…it’s a daily thing… so look toward it.  Experience it.  And tomorrow?  Start all over… new… again!

 

NEW BEGINNINGS

VIRGINIA MAY (INSKIP) HUTSON (8/17/1947 – 2/12/2017)

Virginia May (Inskip) Hutson, age 69, of Windermere, FL, passed away Sunday, February 12, 2017, in Florida Hospital Celebration Health in Celebration, FL.

She was born August 17, 1947, in Memphis, MO, the daughter of Charles Sylvester Inskip Sr. and Vera May Pulis Inskip.

She was united in marriage to William A. Hutson and to this union one daughter was born.

Surviving is her daughter Margaret May Hutson of Windermere, FL; one sister and four brothers, Lois Walker and husband Charles of Macon, MO, Charles J. Inskip and wife Linda of Rolla, MO, Charles S. Inskip Jr. and wife Vicky of Moberly, MO, Larry D. Inskip of Armstrong, MO, J. Dean Inskip and wife Carol of Ashland, MO, including many nieces, nephews, & cousins.

Virginia was preceded in death by her parents, and a brother Carl Ray Inskip.

Virginia was raised in Derby, Colorado where she received her education.

She was briefly employed with Banquet Foods in Macon, and worked in a nursing care facility in Columbia, MO. She also lived in Rolla, Macon, Higbee, Edina, and Moberly, MO; then moved to Florida in 2008 where she lived with her daughter Margaret.

Hobbies included Embroidery and collecting many types of hummingbird figurines, collectable plates of many varieties, and collectable spoons.

Memorial services were held Saturday February 18 at the Hudson-Rimer Funeral Home in Edina, MO.  Reverend Mike Myers officiated the services.  Burial was in the Linville Cemetery.  Arrangements were under the direction of the Hudson-Rimer Funeral Home in Edina, MO.

Donations in lieu of flowers may be made to Margaret Hutson to help cover expenses.  Memorials may be left at or mailed to Hudson-Rimer Funeral Home, P.O. Box 1, Edina, MO, 63537.

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