Malakoff Housing Authority Back-to-School Bash

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The start of a new school year is once again upon us and the Malakoff Housing Authority is preparing for our 2nd Annual Back-to-School Bash to help prepare our families for the ever rising cost of getting their kids back in school. Our goal this year is the same, to help ease that burden by putting together an event where parents who reside in the Malakoff Housing Authority can bring their children to get school supplies and basic hygiene items. We want our youth starting the new school year the right way, prepared and confident! In order to accomplish this we must reach out for the help of our generous community. Continue reading “Malakoff Housing Authority Back-to-School Bash”

Around Town: Time to Visit 211 Gallery

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Loretta Humble
Loretta Humble

A few months ago, I asked Cheryl Hicks to do something for me. Actually, I just broadly hinted, saying I wished some talented artist would play around painting a picture of cornbread in Georgia O’Keeffe style. I thought that would be fun to see, and might stir up interest in the play we were bringing to Malakoff during the Cornbread Festival. She responded immediately and did something absolutely wonderful for me and my project.

She painted the huge, magnificent “Beans, Greens, and Cornbread,” which I’ve written about numerous times here, and just flat out gave it to us. Told us to do whatever we wanted to with it. I was astounded. Cheryl is one of the top artists in this area. I was hoping she would paint something O’Keeffe-like, and let us look at it, but I didn’t expect her to turn around and give it to us. It was an amazing gift, and I believe had a lot to do with igniting the tremendous interest that developed for the play. And it will be the banner for the Cornbread Festival from now on. Continue reading “Around Town: Time to Visit 211 Gallery”

The Mothpocalypse Continues

Loretta Humble
Loretta Humble

By Loretta Humble/Around the Town

I told you last week I had just about overcome the moths that were taking over my house in the country. I was mistaken. Just like the zombies, they came back, mindless fluttering little robots, thicker and more persistent than ever. Insect bombs don’t even phase them.

Carl has gone to counting them as he swats them. His highest count was well over 100. I keep looking for their food supply. I found a shaker of gravy mix that looked like some had been there, but it couldn’t have bred that many. I really think they are eating that blown-on ceiling stuff. I know I should call an exterminator like Pest Control Pros. But this has got personal. I want to do them in myself, I’ll give it a try at least and then go to the Pros if I fail.

And now I know what to do. I’m just waiting for it to come in the mail from Amazon. It’s “The Pantry Pest Trap” that lures male moths in where they get stuck to its walls. It has a time released pheromone that smells like lady moths, that will last more than 3 months and covers a 1000 foot area.

This stuff works. I used it a long time ago. However, I read in the comments on Amazon that its only problem is the sticky stuff isn’t strong enough, and many males do get away. One commenter said the way to remedy that was to get a fly paper strip, take the pheromone patches out of the traps and attach them to the fly paper. Of course then you have to look at a fly paper strip hanging in your house. I wonder if there is a way to disguise a fly paper strip. I could put a little curtain around it. They sure do like to get in everywhere they aren’t supposed to—maybe if I hid it, they would like it even better. Continue reading “The Mothpocalypse Continues”

Winners of the HCBHC Car Show Winners

By Delanda S. Johnson

The Henderson County Black History Committee celebrated the 4th of July with its 3rd Annual Car, Truck, & Motorcycle show on Saturday, July 5, at the Malakoff High School.

This event was one of many events through the year as a fundraiser to help with the students who receives scholarships during Black History month in February.

The HCBHC wish to thank everyone who participated, came out to support, and donated to this event.

We look forward to 2015 and making the Car, Truck, & Motorcycle show event bigger.

The next event will be a Dominoes Tournament on Saturday, Oct. 4, at the Malakoff Community/Senior Center. For more information contact Derryl Jackson (903-275-1330) or Delanda Johnson (903-489-2329).

Winners

First place: Mr. & Mrs. Frank Phillips--Dawson,Tx.  (1957 Chevy Belair)
First place: Mr. & Mrs. Frank Phillips–Dawson,Tx. (1957 Chevy Belair)
 Second place: Tommy Clark--Malakoff, Tx.  (1957 Chevy Belair)
Second place: Tommy Clark–Malakoff, Tx. (1957 Chevy Belair)
Third place: Mr. Donnie Boyd--Athens, Tx.  (1957 Chevy Belair)
Third place: Mr. Donnie Boyd–Athens, Tx. (1957 Chevy Belair)
First place: Sandy Riffenburg--Tool, Tx.  (1953 Chevy Truck)
First place: Sandy Riffenburg–Tool, Tx. (1953 Chevy Truck)
Johnny Dickerson--LaRue, Tx.  (1970 Ford Pickup)
Second place: Johnny Dickerson–LaRue, Tx. (1970 Ford Pickup)

 

 

 

The Moth Apocalypse and the Turtle That Tried to Drive

Loretta Humble
Loretta Humble

Critters are not being kind to me, as hard as I try to be kind to them.

Well, I try to be kind to most living things. I’ll admit, I haven’t tried hard to be kind to the moths, even though they are defenseless little buggers. They make you crazy while they are flying around your head, but when they do land, they just sit there waiting to be swatted. What they do bad is get in your cereal and stuff like that and reproduce faster than you can imagine. While I was away from my home in the country, they ate and had sex in all the dry food they could get into and then headed out into the bathroom where they preceded to take over the ceiling as their nursery. Apparently that blown-on ceiling stuff contains something moth-edible. I spray them and swat them, and more keep coming. Just like the Zombie Apocalypse. I think I have them on the run now. I hope.

The moths had a lot of help. I swear the mice were just biting little holes in things so the moths could get in, because usually they didn’t eat what they opened. They just ran around, leaving a big mess wherever they went, which was everywhere. One day I opened the my pantry door and came face to face with one of them, sitting on a pickle jar, just looking at me, with his little tail curled up behind him. He was really cute. It is hard to want to kill something that cute, so I set live traps. I finally caught him, at least I think it was him, because I got him right beside the pickle jar. I took him for a ride to the country. I thought maybe he was the only trouble maker, or maybe Continue reading “The Moth Apocalypse and the Turtle That Tried to Drive”