Poem: King City High School

Poem: King City High School

KING CITY HIGH SCHOOL   Between the river and the town A high school building of renown Stands proudly and exultantly Beside the highway, broad and free. Its arching lines, its roof of tile, It’s patios where maidens smile Bring to ones memory again The haunting...

Poem: Wings Of Progress

WINGS OF PROGRESS   All up and down our valley, Airplanes of every make, Like giant birds of commerce, Their daily passage take.   We see them flying singly, Across the azure sky, Or groups of them together Like geese, wedge flying by.   And watching, we are with...

Aerial Applicators Create New Image

Aerial Applicators Create New Image        🔊 Listen to Post Gordon Plaskett, elder son of Gordon Laurence Plaskett does a lot of farming from the cockpit of an airplane. He sows seeds, spreads fertilizers, sprays weeds and wars on bugs. On occasion he may fly...