Jasper Ligon, New Bethel’s new pastor, touched a responsive chord when he preached on the necessity for patience to cope with frustration. Several could have given a resounding amen to that text.

The Rev. Joe Dixon and his wife, Lynda, have exhibited tremendous patience for the past four weeks — because they had no choice in the matter, they say.

One night more than a month ago, after they had just returned from visiting a son for several days, they heard the sound of plumbing gone awry in a bathroom, followed immediately by the ominous sound of rushing water.

Before the Dixons could do anything to stop the water, it had flooded more than half their home, soaking carpets and vinyl floor coverings throughout. Only the master bedroom and Joe’s office remained dry. Jim Parks, the plumber who repaired the break, said he had never seen a pipe support break for no apparent reason. The house is comparatively new, seven years old last week. There had been no sudden increase of water pressure, and the break came suddenly without any warning.

What followed for the next several weeks called for the patience of Job. The wet floor coverings had to be stripped out and the floors dried before restoration could begin, and there remained the problem of where to put the furniture in those rooms. It was stacked, of course, in the dry areas which didn’t leave the Dixons much room for moving about for the simple tasks of everyday living.

Once the floors were dry and new carpet was installed they were able to gradually move furniture back. However, working at top speed, the Dixons were flood victims for more than four weeks. Only bright spot was they now they have new floor coverings, and they were at home when the catastrophe happened. Otherwise, they would have lost furniture as well.


Freda Flatt was in church Sunday looking none the worse for wear despite having been awake until 5:30 that morning. She and her daughter, Loretta Frow had driven to Fort Benning, Ga., to witness the graduation of their son and grandson, Nathaniel Stone from Officers’ Candidate School on Thursday, June 21.

On Saturday morning, they started back to Oklahoma, but 28 miles down the road, their car quit. Fortunately, there was a Ford garage open, and Freda says she feels like writing them a thank-you letter. Their mechanics diagnosed the problem, replaced the defective module and sent them on their way, but they had lost a few hours. Driving at the speed limit, they made their way back to Oklahoma, arriving in Byng in the wee morning hours on Sunday. Another example of applied patience.


John Burchett, Byng’s mayor, says they have been working on a web site for the community for quite a while, and they finally have it running, thanks to Daniel Stettler, one of the school’s ‘07graduates who has been doing the technical work. Check it out at www.Byngok.com. You’ll find quite a lot of information and some good photos of our little town. If there are needed changes or additional information you’d like to input, address the city hall at 110 Byng Ave. or at their e-mail address ByngT@cableone.net.


When I don’t know something, I usually am a good enough reporter that I’ll try to find someone who does know, and there’s no problem. What I have trouble with is when I’m sure I know something, and I’m wrong. Woe and misery!

A phone call from Max Skeleton, former Ada school superintendent, this week brought that fact home to me. I had said last week in my column that Jeff Maloy introduced basketball in the Ada school system. Not so, says Skeleton. He hired Bill Johnson, the winningest coach from Latta, as the first girls’ basketball coach back in 1974. They started the program in the Middle School so that the girls would have a few years of practicing and learning game skills before they had the pressure of competitive play.

I, personally, had not heard much about Ada Girls’ Basketball before Jeff Maloy took over. That means nothing. I’m a people person, but I’m not an avid sports fan, and I don’t pay a whole of attention to girls’ basketball unless I know some of the players or the coach. I perked up when Jeff began coaching there because I knew him, and I was convinced that he had introduced girls’ basketball.

I apologize to the coaches who preceded Jeff at Ada. I’m sorry that something I “knew” turned out not to be right, but we’ll agree that Jeff did a great job during the 15 years he was coach at Ada.

Three state championships is quite an accomplishment, though he’d be the first to acknowledge that he was helped by those who had gone before him. It was nice to hear from Max Skeleton even if he was calling to correct my error.

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