Growing Up In Waldron

Today's story comes courtesy of Floyd Folsom, a former resident of Waldron whose family were neighbors of ours on Pine Street.  Floyd no...

Daddy, and his younger brother Calton I watched my Daddy being spoon fed his supper last night.  It does something to you to see that, bu...

I think I inherited from my father a love for the unusual. I guess that’s why, when I was about 12, I decided I needed a pet alligator. Ba...

This story takes place when I was a little bit too young to develop any memories, so many thanks to my brother Gene for writing this for me....

The 1967 Ford Custom 500 that would eventually become my car, pictured a few years before it tried to do away with me. It was a weird m...

Senator John L. McClellan signs autographs for a group of Waldron school children.  Can anyone identify the boys in this picture? It wa...

We're hopping into the Wayback Machine on this one...all the way back to 1876, when Waldron was a town of dirt streets and oxcarts.  I j...