October 2022

Donna Lorraine Hurt Wilkinson

Donna Lorraine Hurt Wilkinson passed away quietly in her sleep on October 26, 2022, at University Village Memory Care in Round Rock, Texas. Donna was born in Ardmore, Okla., on September 5, 1938, to Reggie Hurt and Norma Carey Hurt. Donna spent all of her childhood years in Healdton, Okla., as she used to say, “from the cradle roll on” graduating from Healdton High School with the class of 1956 as the salutatorian. Donna was an accomplished musician and received scholarship offers from Oklahoma Baptist University and Oklahoma University. She chose OBU and spent 3 years there as a member of the award-winning Bison Glee Club and the Bisonettes girls’ quartet. On June 13, 1959, her life changed forever as she married Tary Wilkinson, a Healdton HS graduate of 1954 and became an Army wife. Donna was not only the typical Army wife, keeping the home fires burning, but served in many other areas as the family traveled where the service sent them. In Alaska, while stationed at Fort Richardson, both of her children were born at Elmendorf Air Force Base, and she assumed the role of motherhood. At Fort Rucker, Alabama, Fort Stewart, Georgia, and Fort Leavenworth, Kansas, she served as a substitute teacher in the military dependent school system. At Fort Stewart, she taught private vocal and piano lessons and was the choir director at the First Baptist Church in Hinesville, Georgia. In 1974, while at Fort Rucker, she completed her final year of college receiving her degree in Music Education at Troy State University. She later completed her master’s degree in counseling at Central Texas College and educational counseling certification at Southwest Texas State University. Donna retired from the Killeen Independent School District after twenty years in 1997, having served as a junior high school choir director, a counselor, and a 5th grade teacher. In 1998, she and Tary moved to the Berry Cheek area in Georgetown, Texas. Although unable to play golf because of after effect

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Larry Russell Shiplet

Larry Russell Shiplet was born March 27, 1945 in Tulsa, Oklahoma to Lawrence Elbert Shiplet and Lillian Carmie (Gaddis) Shiplet. He died peacefully on October 21, 2022 in Oklahoma City, OK.

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Taking the mask off

Procrastinators still looking for a last-minute Halloween costume idea may be inspired to dress as Arizona voter vigilantes, who are carrying guns, dressing in tactical gear, and harassing people at polling places.

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Letter to the editor

This is in reference to the article on the Phillips Respironics CPAP machines. I had one of these machines that were recalled and went through the process of registering with Phillips for a new machine.

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Delaying American potential

Joe Biden declared war on American energy the day he took office. He has fulfilled his campaign promise to shut down American oil and gas production, sending energy prices soaring – an act of pure cruelty towards American families struggling to make ends meet. To combat sky-high energy costs, Biden must reverse course and dramatically increase leasing, exploration, and production of oil and gas here at home.

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The F in fear

There are babies, toddlers, teens and adults in the natural order of the world, but on Halloween that balance is tilted. Our age is determined by our fear level during the scary season; parents are comforted by their children and often the independent teens are crying for momma as soon as the clowns come out. “The scariest house in all of Oklahoma” as proclaimed on their website, The Lone Grove Haunted House has been living up to their proclamation for over twenty years, and each year it just gets scarier. If this were a sport, The Lone Grove Haunted House basically gets stronger each season (producing 1st round picks, strong national championship contenders, Heisman Trophy candidates and the likes) - that’s how scary each year is.

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