It sure is great when bad things turn out good.

It sure is great when bad things turn out good.
Recently there was a tour group from New York visiting the Neosho National Fish Hatchery. One of the ladies made purchases in the gift shop but unfortunately left her credit card. Lee Ann Sours was clerking that day and found the card. She took it into the little office for safekeeping.
No query came in so Lee Ann called the credit card company and explained what happened. The company said they would close the account and notifying the card's owner.
A few days later, the lady called the hatchery from her home in New York. She was very grateful for the gift shop saving her card and asked that it be shredded.
It has been shredded and all is well.
Between the hatchery staff, Lee Ann and Susan Carlsten, things were taken care of and I'm sure the lady from New York has fine thoughts for the people in Neosho.
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I got a call one evening from my friend, Shirley Schmidt. She was getting ready to watch a movie on television and wanted me to know it was on. The movie was "The Last of the Mohicans," and one of the actors in the movie was the Native American storyteller, Mike Pahsetopah, who performed at Carver last weekend.
Unfortunately, I do not have the same television service that Shirley does so I could not watch. But I am glad we both saw Mr. Pahsetopah in person. He made a strong impression on everyone.
Thanks for thinking of me Shirley.
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It was fascinating to read in the Neosho Daily News an article about a Goodman resident, George Beckwith, who inherited part of a courthouse in Litchfield, Conn. I had never heard of anyone inheriting a courthouse before.
My curiosity was so great that I looked up the courthouse on line and found a very handsome structure. I was impressed and said to myself, it could make a wonderful home.   It seems to have been very well cared for.
Mr. Beckwith has sold the building to a local historical group. I am  sure they are pleased with their new home and Mr. Beckwith has a great story to tell.
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It was sad to hear about the death of Tom Thorne. What a great guy and that makes it so hard to lose him. I was asked to get some comments about him for a story in this newspaper. It was not hard to find people who knew him.
It was a privilege to hear their stories, and I'm sorry I could write them all.
When I think of Tom, I always remember that he was the only preacher to give me his pulpit one Sunday morning. I had written that, as a child, I wanted to be a preacher. When Tom read that, he invited me to fill the pulpit at his church. I didn't do a great job, but it was gracious of Tom to give me the opportunity and I will be forever grateful.

Kay Hively writes a weekly column for the Daily News.