G-Men win streak hits 5 Runners compete at Vern Hawkins XC Invite Lady G-Men stand at 3-2-2 SHAC play begins for Ripley golfers Week 3 football roundup Jays rise to 5-2 with win over Williamsburg Audrey F Staten Rural Heritage Quilt Show winners RULH Elementary first graders take on new technology 2017 DAR Charity Golf Scramble St. Michael students visit “Living Lands and Waters” RULH High School reaches out to those in need Lillian E Cowdrey Catherine A Houk Warriors win Jim Neu XC Invite Week 2 football roundup Broncos unbeaten at 4-0 Lady Broncos compete in Bob Schul XC Invite Ronnie L Day Nettie F Lightner Buildings demolished, Village waits to be paid Ohio Rural Heritage Festival celebrated Henry E Fields Anleah W Stamper Maxine M Garrett U.S. 68 reopens Drought ends for Lady Rockets G-Men rise to 3-1 with back-to-back victories Rockets cruise to 4-0 win over Jays Lady Broncos start off SBAAC American Division play with 3-2 win over Goshen Week one football roundup Preparation begins for Ripley River Village Christmas celebration 3rd Annual Job Fair sponsored by Open Arms*****Always helps Veterans and others Evelyn E Smith Peggy A Wiederhold Thomas P Neary Warriors kick off SHAC play Lady Broncos stand at 2-1 Late Devil goals lead to Lady Warrior loss David R Carrington Sr 2017 Ohio Rural Heritage Festival Ripley DAR contributes towards new village flags Rural Heritage Festival event schedule Betty G Schatzman Robert L McAfee Paul V Tolle Herbert D Smith Helen R Little Eugene M Press Lady Broncos out to defend league title SHAC holds volleyball preview Lady Warriors packed with experience, talent for 2017 fall soccer campaign Georgetown’s Sininger off to excellent start for 2017 golf season RULH BOE recognizes Dr. Naylor for years of service as superintendent RULH Superintendent invites public to district open house Bob Groh Memorial Show set for August 26 at Heritage Festival ‘Support Your Veterans’ Car & Bike Show Danny F Dickson Eva J Smith Michael R Stewart Sr Charles McRoberts III Marsha B Thigpen Michael L Chinn William A Coyne Jr Woman found dead in Ripley A girl’s life on the gridiron Rockets face G-Men in preseason scrimmage 13th annual Bronco 5K Run and Fitness Walk draws a crowd William C Latham Over 20,000 pounds of trash picked up in and around Ohio River in Ripley Ripley Village Council approves water plans Steps at Rankin House closed Marilyn A Wren Larry E Carter Virginia L McQuitty Practices get underway for fall sports Jays soon to begin quest for SHAC title Western Brown to hold Meet the Teams Night and OHSAA parent meeting Aug. 8 Norville F Hardyman Carol J Tracy James Witt Ripley officer receives commendation for quick action Bicentennial at Ripley First Presbyterian RULH welcomes new school principals Aberdeen’s Police Dept. continues to grow Mary F McElroy Broncos out to defend SBAAC American Division soccer title Bronco 5K to take place Aug. 5 EHS volleyball team ready for new season Michael C Cooper Raymond Mays Harry E Smittle Jr Mary A Flaugher Western Brown’s Leto excels in Australia Rockets ready for 1st season in SBAAC Paddling, hiking activities available at Ohio State Parks SB Warriors get set to hit gridiron for 2nd year of varsity football Scotty W Johnson Glenna V Moertle Rickey L Hoffer

Promenade into a memory

As we move through our lives there is always a moment, a time or an event that from time to time will pop up in our mind as a good memory. A time when you achieved and succeeded at what you want. We think about that for a bit and smile to ourselves or even make mention of it to someone and move on. That happened to me just the other day.

When I was in high school Ron Ramey, my Vocational Agriculture teacher and Mike Define, the general business teacher had formed a Fellowship Club. We met two Tuesdays a month and for three to four hours we learned to square dance, polka, and even slow dance. We were learning social graces and for that time our parents approved as we had somewhere to go and they didn’t have to worry. Mr. Ramey was from the Lancaster area and was deeply involved in 4-H. Being in this organization led him to learn that at the Ohio State Fair there was a square dancing competition held each year. My freshman year he formed a group to enter the competition. The dancers were picked from the group who attended and excelled at being the best at square dance. To me I felt that to be a major honor and put them on a higher level to be respected and I did.

In my junior year of high school I learned that a majority of the dancers had graduated and new dancers were being looked for. I had learned the steps and could follow the callers’ requests and even though I was and still am far from being very coordinated or an exceptional dancer I wanted to make that team and compete for a chance to win it all. Sometimes desire wins out over talent. At the end of the school year an audition was held for those interested. Surprisingly there were more who tried out than I thought would try. As I recall a couple would dance with the experienced ones while the rest waited in another room. When my turn came I was ready to go at it and show I deserved it. Only problem was my hands were so sweaty I might lose grip with the other dancers.

When the tryouts were over I was one of them to make it. I had made the group I had looked up to. All I could do was smile.

That summer we practiced maybe twice a week and I mean we practiced. Same tune over and over until we were smooth as silk. Even though we would get tired or cranky we never took it out on each other. We formed as a group. That is until one evening Mr. Ramey told us the caller they had always used couldn’t make it. Out of the group Jim Jennings said “I will give it a try sir.” Jim was good at it and he became our caller. The team was picked to have 10 dancers and the caller. Jim I have already mentioned. The rest of the team was as follows: Jenny Trees, Debi McClanahan, Bob Dunaway, Judy Weber, John Fisher, Gloria Kabler, Kathy Nickell, Joe Liming, Barb Metzger and I. Each team had to have a substitute in case of sickness or injury. Along with the practice we all had to be dressed the same. The boys wore black and white checked shirts, black slacks, and black dress shoes. The girls wore a white top with a black and white skirt and petticoats that flared the skirts out and black flats. We looked like we had just performed on the Midwestern Hayride!

Finally the weekend in August arrived. We all met and loaded up and headed north to the Ohio State Fair! When we got there we learned the competition was almost 50 teams. The order in which we performed on stage was a draw that Mr. Ramey did for us. We drew a number more toward the end of competition. In a way this was good as we could see a lot of what we were going up against. On the night of the contest we arrived at the James Rhodes Convention Center which could and did hold a lot of people. As we watched, the conclusion was if we did what we knew we could we could win this thing.

Finally our team was called to come to the stage. Let me just stop here and say that no matter how much you practice or how good you feel your fellow dancers are, if allowed fear will creep in and take over. We squared up and we all nodded to each other good luck. After this I prayed to the Lord please just don’t let me trip or stumble. The song was “Walking the Floor over you” by Ernest Tubbs. About three moves into the dance I never looked back and fear was gone. I smiled as we were the best they had seen and the applause acknowledged! Sadly the next group to dance was a group of second graders dressed in sailor suits. Since the judges kept carrying on about just how cute they looked, dancing quality didn’t come into play. They came in first and we came in second! Out of all this I excelled at something I really aimed to achieve. I got to wear the checkered shirt and I made it onto a stage in front of the largest crowd I had ever seen. Bottom Line is I got to be with some of the best people I knew and still know to this day! So with that said I‘m gonna promenade on out of here.

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