Stories from Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Why in the world did not the county attorney tell commisioners and the public a long time ago that the county's insurance said the bleachers did not meet code. That would of stopped a lot and I mean a lot of bad blood between the city and county. Insurance co. says they do not meet code, case closed, on to other things. It was not in the citizens of the county and city best interest to not have this done and information put out sooner. It would of been a moot point long ago, DUH!...

Hayes Center, Wheatland win GPAC games CAMBRIDGE -- The Cambridge Trojans lasted Alma 76-49 in the first round of the Republican Valley League Basketball Tournament Tuesday night. Cambridge shot 73 percent from the field while hitting 63 percent from behind the arc in the first half...

Bison soph girls trip Chase County IMPERIAL -- The McCook High School sophomore girls basketball team handed the Chase County girls a 39-31 loss Tuesday at Imperial. Lindsey McNutt led the Bison girls with 14 points. Betsy Kohmetscher added 7. Threre Bison scored 6 points each -- Amy Beckenhauer, Kala Smalley and Taryn Placzek...

DENVER -- Calf roper and steer wrestler Garrett Nokes of McCook credits the county's new Kiplinger Arena for the success he and his brother Justen are experiencing on the professional rodeo circuit. "We feel we're more ready for winter competition because of being able to use the Kiplinger Arena," Garrett said Tuesday, following impressive wins for both brothers at the National Western stock show rodeo in Denver...

To his McCook friends and former classmates, Ben Nelson is still like the boy next door. He's friendly, thoughtful and attentive, making a conscientious effort to remember special people and special occasions. To sum it up, Ben's thought of as a genuinely nice guy in McCook, Nebraska, the town where he was born, raised and returns often. Viewed from this hometown perspective, it is striking to see how high Ben has risen on the political horizon...

It happened again. I was swept back in time to the days of the seemingly endless tirades of my youth with no clear way to stem that sweeping tide. It was a case of third-party shame and blame. You may know the scenario. You answer the telephone only to subject yourself to a tirade earned by someone else. The speaker has in mind to influence not the official listener but the inevitable eavesdropper lurking about...