With all of the drama that can occur in city politics, it’s sometimes nice to take a few hours and get away with friends and family.

With all of the drama that can occur in city politics, it’s sometimes nice to take a few hours and get away with friends and family. This week, I had the opportunity to spend a few hours with my sister who is home from college. It was a great time!

Ashley, my favorite sister (her “favorite” status come also by default since she’s my only sister but I still love her to death), was home for a week-long break from her first year of medical school at MU. Gone are the days of seeing her cheer on ESPN for the Mizzou Tigers at football and basketball games. She now spends most of her waking hours studying and learning all that’s being thrown at her in the field of medicine. 

She and a few of her med student friends took some time this week during their fall break to spend a couple of nights at the lake. My daughter, my dad and I met up with her on Wednesday night. We spent the evening doing some crappie fishing, eating fish fillets, and discussing family events. As we talked about her academic schedule, I vaguely remembered the days of studying in college, but never did I have days of studying from 6 a.m. until bedtime. She’s certainly achieved a discipline of balancing social time and learning.  I don’t see how she does it.

After talking medicine, she and I talked a bit about politics. I got an eye roll when I mentioned my endorsement of Gov. Nixon. My discussions of TDD’s and CID’s were about as Greek to her as her comments about Gaucher’s disease and sphingolipidosis were to me. We both acted interested in each other’s stories, but I think we both knew neither quite caught on to what the other was saying.
We spent about two hours sharing stories, but by 8pm or so, the familiar sound of a text message notification followed by a ring tone unique to city affairs ended the family time for that night.  We wrapped up the dinner, quickly did the dishes, and shared our farewells and hopes of seeing each other again at Christmas.  My drive back to Neosho was spent on the phone discussing the latest pressing issues of city business – the real world had returned.

Sometimes in life it’s too easy to have your life consumed with things that in retrospect aren’t always the most important. Getting caught up on things was good. She’s certainly a very smart young lady and well on her way to being a great doctor. I’m very proud of who she is and what she has done with her life. I’m hopeful that one day I’ll be a patient of Dr. Davidson — I only hope she forgets all the years of torment and embarrassment her brother caused her growing up. 

It was great seeing many of you at the Fall Festival. Despite the cold, the turnout was amazing.

Thanks to everyone who made it a success. Until next time: keep the faith, stay the course, and may God bless Neosho!

Richard Davidson is mayor of Neosho.