STOP THE PRESS! Or as our contemporaries say from across the Pond, STOP PRESS! We did go in opposite directions some 250 years ago; all over a silly little thing like taxation or non-representation. Imagine that! I still smirk when I hear them drop the Definite or Indefinite Article and speak phrases like at university or to hospital. Their argument is that they are thinking more of the state or condition rather than simply referring to the noun itself. But could you imagine what it would be like if we still spoke the King’s English as illustrated in the King James Version of the Bible? It would be interesting to say the least.
Stop the press is certainly from bygone days. The Information Age has been driving nails into the newspaper industry for some time now. It is incredible that Lloyd still finds a way to put Colusa County into print; he has my admiration and respect. The phrase does mean just that; stop the press. There would be a story that would trump that of which was currently on the front page of the paper. This late breaking news would therefore be more important and take its place on the front page. Let’s keep those printing presses rolling!
I used To Be Continued . . . last week. I couldn’t contain my thoughts within 500 words and so I thought maybe 1000 words and two weeks might work. So, if you are reading today thinking of continuing with the second event, well not this week. Please forgive me as something more pertinent will be replacing it.
Dawley’s has been an Arbuckle Institution for as long as I can remember. Not to be hypocritical, but to put matters into perspective, I am now old by standards I utilized in my past. It outlasted a slew of gas stations that had popped up along 5th Street in Arbuckle as a result of the automobile age. Back in the time when we had more filling stations than bars!
It was a local gathering place for morning coffee and those rainy days for farmers and swapping stories. There were many who can trace 1st jobs to behind the counter. What a treat it was to go grab dinner there or from Max’s down the street. There was the out of the ordinary for most people today, those whose signatures were as good as gold; putting purchases on account. It is Ourbuckle history.
It has been some time since anyone has transacted any business at the location. Bureaucracy can be thanked for that; government placing itself above the people. Now there is a void at the corner of main and Eddy were Dawley’s Chevron used to stand.
Quickly razed by an excavator. The debris hauled away to be forgotten. But we will not soon forget. Cherished memories will live on in our minds and hearts.
It is tradition this week to be thankful. May you be blessed with family, friends, and overstuffed stomach. I for one am grateful for the Dawley legacy; THANK YOU! Also thankful to Arlo Guthrie and “Alice’s Restaurant Massacree.” That’s another story! ■
— Scott Arens is a lifelong resident of Arbuckle. To contact Scott email firstname.lastname@example.org