Alden Henderson

Editor’s note: World War II officially ended Sept. 2, 1945, when the Japanese signed surrender terms. We’re honoring the war’s area veterans over the next several months with these brief profiles. Alden Henderson Born: Sept 18,1915 Dates of service: May 4,1941 to Aug. 6, 1945 Hometown: Farwell Lives in: Clovis Theater or location of service: […]

Snake encounter leaves fellas rattle

By Bob Huber My first encounter with a bona fide rattlesnake left me with a lethal dose of ophidiophobia (Greek for fear of ophidios) complicated by lingering runny nose. It took place while I was on a fishing trip in the Colorado Rockies. I was there because in those days a group of young guys […]

Rocket glared red on Independece Day

By Bob Huber When Independence Day — the holiday, not the movie — rolls into town each year on a Wal-Mart truck, I always remember the launching of America’s first intercontinental ballistic missile. That singular event established once and for all that children should never play with matches. It began one summer when my friend […]

Summer means homemade cars, joyriding

By Bob Huber: Local Columnist Then came the summer of 1943, and my friend Smooth Heine and I put together a genuine automobile on a budget of $3.67 — our life’s savings. We named it Clarence. It was also the summer of our discontent, because we’d just begun to feel the first evil pangs of […]

Be glad you don’t have horse like Coaly

By Bob Huber: Local Columnist I once had a rude experience with a horse named Coaly. He was a plow plug, a big, black Percheron with the combined disposition of a medieval executioner and Jack the Ripper. They don’t make animals like him anymore, and we’re lucky that way. To be more specific, he was […]

Unlikely prankster gets last laugh

By Bob Huber: CNJ Columnist City Meetings Chamber Executive CommWhen I was a kid, April Fools’ Day lasted all month. It was unwritten law in those days that guys got to seek revenge for tricks played on them. To limit that activity to only one day was blatantly unfair. (That edict always ceased at midnight, […]

Halloween was simpler in the old days

by Bob Huber Editor’s note: Bob Huber’s column, which is usually published on Mondays, is running early this week because of the topic: When I was a kid, the joy of Halloween ranked second only to Christmas. It was that wonderful night of the year when we could be ghosts, goblins, and other evil things, […]

Handmade beanie, great Father’s Day

Bob Huber: Local Columnist Editor’s note: Bob Huber’s column is usually published on Monday. It’s running today instead because of its timely message. In case you haven’t noticed, this is that wonderful time of year when we celebrate Father’s Day. (Pause here for drum roll.) Warning: No matter that your daughter gave you a bolo […]

Snipe hunting dangerous to predator, prey

Bob Huber If you’re thinking about a final spring adventure before the advent of summer reruns, zealots of the great outdoors will be happy to introduce you to snipe hunting. You probably deserve it. Snipe hunting is a traditional American exploit, ranked high on the all-time list of Things You Do Only Once in a […]

Finding treasure is super heroes’ work

By Bob Huber: Local Columnist When I was a kid, Don Winslow of the Coast Guard was a big matinee kahuna. His Hollywood adventures led every red-blooded American boy to believe that anyone could grow up to be a super hero. And if he didn’t grow up, he could be a president. There was one […]