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Chillicothe News - Chillicothe, MO
Take a trip down memory lane as bloggers Danny Batson and Gary Thomas recollect their experiences while growing up in the Chillicothe area. We hope our discussion starters, pictures, and articles will evoke your personal recollections of Chillicothe; we invite you to share your stories with all of us. So, let us discuss the days gone by and have fun!
God Took Him! by Danny Batson
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By Gary Thomas

Hi, I am Danny Batson (Knouse) and I am a lifelong resident of the Chillicothe area. I was born in 1951 and graduated from CHS in 1969. I took over my dad’s septic tank business that he founded in 1937. While I have been in every state ...

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Chillicothe: As We Remember

Hi, I am Danny Batson (Knouse) and I am a lifelong resident of the Chillicothe area. I was born in 1951 and graduated from CHS in 1969. I took over my dad’s septic tank business that he founded in 1937. While I have been in every state (except Hawaii and Maine), there is no place like home! I love taking pictures of old and unusual things and sharing them. There is beauty in everything, if we look for it. I have three Facebook pages filled with local pictures that may be of interest: “Where Has Danny Been,” Chillicothe Now,” and “Danny Batson”.

Hi, I am Gary Thomas and I was born just across from Central School in 1942. I graduated from CHS in 1960 and MU in 1964. After two years in Army, I completed a graduate degree at the University of Chicago in 1970. After working in software development for more than 40 years, I retired from Raytheon in 2007. I have an abiding interest in history and in researching past events, places, and people. My latest project is developing a history-based chronology for Livingston County from 1801-2000.

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About every sixteen years we take a vacation. My son had just gotten his drivers license so we decided to take a trip to California and show the kids around Disney Land, Knots Berry Farm, Hollywood, Magic Mountian, and camp out on Malibu beach. Besides, my half brother lived in Anaheim along with more relatives north of Santa Barbara. After messing around LA for a week we traveled north to Magic Mountian and camped out on just north of Malibu right on the beach. I stopped in at a Malibu store and bought a styrofoam boggy board to ride the waves.



The kids were so excited to see the ocean and sand! Right away we headed for the water once we changed into our swim suits. As I was showing the kids how to use the boggy board,  it broke in half--- on the first wave! The next day I bought the better boards. The kids wanted to bury me in the sand--- so I let them, like a good dad. They had me all covered but my head, with rocks around my grave. They even used the broken boogy board as a tombstone.



Now here is where the fun begins. There were two little girls from England, one five the other sister eight, that came walking by and saw us. They asked my kids what was going on and they said--- we just buried our dad. I laid very still and my son had covered my  head with a towel. They watched for awhile and then went on.



Carolyn took some pictures of the grave with me in it and then I got up. The sand had stuck to me everywhere so I walked up to the outdoor shower to wash. While I was gone the two little english girls came back and saw that the grave was empty. My kids told them I was gone! They ran back to their mother as fast as they could... screaming.



They brought their mother back to show her that God had taken the man in the grave. The girls would not calm down until my son found me and took me back to them so they could see me. Sometimes the things we do in fun can have an adverse effect on others.

DB



 








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