Calisthenics and running draw hundreds to KU’s Memorial Stadium in Lawrence
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It’s just minutes before 6 a.m., but hundreds of people are streaming quietly through Gate 30 of KU’s Memorial Stadium in Lawrence.
It’s just minutes before 6 a.m., but hundreds of people are streaming quietly through Gate 30 of KU’s Memorial Stadium in Lawrence.
F ollowing a long dry spell, a thunderstorm finally passed through Paisley, too late to save the corn crop, but with nearly 4 inches of welcome precipitation in 24 hours the creeks overflowed and the pastures turned from brown to green overnight. The pumpkin patch, previously a tangle of knotted, brittle vines, suddenly sprang out in every direction like kudzu.
T hrough the macro lens of my late father’s camera, the rabbit talisman was a wonder to behold.
G oing crazy. Is it something that happens to artists because they are obsessed with a subject that’s not “real”? Or is it because while they’re pursuing their art, they’re alone?
A chance meeting in an Overland Park doctor’s waiting room brought back many memories. A man took the chair beside me and surprised me by saying, “You must have been my eighth-grade teacher.” He’d heard my name when I checked in at the desk. When he told me his name, I knew almost immediately that I had, indeed, been John’s teacher for both seventh and eighth grades.
In September 1975, I was beginning my last year of college at Northwest Missouri State University. My friend Mike Cahill had managed to get tickets to see a new rock star from New Jersey named Bruce Springsteen. He was playing at Memorial Hall in Kansas City, Kan., on Sept. 28.
After World War II my grandparents, John and Kate Breitenstein, and their nine children pitched in to buy a lot at Gardner Lake, a mile north of downtown Gardner, Kan.
He’s cute but angry,” thought Lindsey Preston that November 2003 when a sorority sister introduced her to Rick Leesmann.
The long-distance connection was crackly. The man’s voice was hesitant and almost unintelligible. Marie Krolzek wondered if it was a prank caller and hung up. Then a friend phoned and asked if Harold Asner had called her. “I gave him your number,” the friend said.
I t was April 1974, and 22-year-old InHo Chang was 200 miles away from his home in Seoul, South Korea.
Nothing takes a room to the next level quicker than some well-chosen artwork. If you’ve shied away from investing in art because you’re afraid it will be too costly, don’t. There are lots of ways to appoint your walls with art that’s as inexpensive as it is imaginative.
A lmost 90 years ago in Kansas City, a Catholic women’s club formed a school and health clinic to help Mexican immigrants who had settled in the city’s Westside.
F ive years ago Candace Vanice began volunteering at local domestic violence shelters, teaching physical fitness classes to women.
FASHION FOR HOPE, a unique evening of fashion featuring styles from Bella B’s Boutique and held in the Power & Light District at Lucky Strike. $20 and $50 tickets available at www.fashionforhope.com or at the door. All proceeds benefit Hope House for victims of domestic abuse.