Marsha Henry Goff

Beloved pets merit remembrance on holidays, too
December 21, 2008
There‚Äôs a legend that animals are endowed with the gift of speech at midnight on Christmas Eve.
My kitchen? You could say it came with the house
November 2, 2008
I only have a kitchen because it came with the house! That statement was e-mailed to me by a friend who knew it expressed my view exactly. It’s not that I wouldn’t like to feel at home in the kitchen, it’s simply that - like a dog who chases a car and catches it - I haven’t a clue what to do with it.
Requiem paid to Clyde the camel, other neighborhood pals
October 5, 2008
I tend to be single-minded when I am shopping, so, if she hadn’t called my name, I might not have noticed my neighbor LaDonna as I passed her in the grocery aisle. LaDonna and her husband, Vic, care for a wonderful variety of critters, including Black Angus cattle, miniature donkeys, llamas, pheasants from all over the world, emus, trumpeter swans, hairy chickens, cranes, several dogs and a camel.
Showing one’s true colors not advisable in Missouri
August 3, 2008
“Oops,” I said to husband Ray as we entered the restaurant. “This may not be the best T-shirt to wear here.” The restaurant was TGI Friday’s in Columbia, Mo. - the heart of Tiger country - and I was wearing a bright red “beak ‘em Hawks” national basketball championship T-shirt. Worse, because it was raining, I’d slipped on my white jacket with a big Jayhawk on the back and KANSAS on the sleeve.
Road trip souvenir leaves tourist ticked off
July 6, 2008
With bare feet - sans DEET - shoved into red Crocs (will I never learn?), I stood in thick grass at Gettysburg and worried about chiggers while listening to our guide speak of the Civil War battle of Culp’s Hill. It was a long battle - three days - and, while husband Ray assures me that the guide didn’t talk THAT long, I’m pretty sure he didn’t leave out many details.
Dad, I hardly knew ye
June 15, 2008
I first called him Daddy, then shortened it to Dad. During my early teen years, I briefly flirted with calling him Lew but that felt silly and stilted even to me. I’m grateful I had the opportunity to know him as an adult, but - while I thought I knew him well -there was a part of his life that was closed to me.
Best get your brain in gear before your mouth’s in motion
June 8, 2008
Early in childhood, I learned that a knot in the tongue is worth two on the head. Problem is, I didn’t learn that lesson well. While others come up with the perfect rejoinder long after the occasion to use it, I think of it immediately and am challenged to keep from saying it. In other words, as my dad often warned, “Don’t let your mouth be in motion before your brain is in gear!”
Painful-looking piercings produce unnatural body mutilation
May 4, 2008
“Aren’t those earrings pretty?” asked my friend Jean, pointing to a jewelry store window.
Easter’s better when you don’t have to give up fun stuff
March 23, 2008
“Please, please, please let me find an Easter egg! Just one egg!” It was my most fervent prayer as a 7-year-old.
Sisters’ relationship closer when they live farther apart
February 24, 2008
I smile … because you’re my sister. I laugh … because there’s nothing you can do about it. So reads the plaque sister Lesta sent me for my birthday along with a card expressing sympathy “during this difficult time.”
Husband maintains lifelong relationship with cars
February 10, 2008
Is any bond so tight as that between a man and his truck? During the last couple of weeks, husband Ray has been absolutely lost without Guppy Rojo - his little red 1994 Toyota four-wheel-drive, extended cab truck - while it was having its engine replaced. Forced to use a car, Ray seemed to have lost his will to drive.
Broadcasters lose sight of what merits ‘news’
January 27, 2008
My lawyer father advised me to believe nothing I hear and only half of what I see. That advice serves me well while viewing nationally televised newscasts. What a load of baloney! Even worse, those shoveling the baloney claim to be giving viewers what we want to see and hear. Say what?of what merits ‘news’
Kids who do their own stunts put gray in parents’ hair
January 13, 2008
Anyone who thinks children can be seen and not heard hasn’t met 3-year-old Nate, the youngest of Kevin and Dayna’s four sons. Husband Ray and I acquired Kevin and Dayna - as well as their subsequent brood - as part of the package when son Greg married Val. And what an interesting package it has turned out to be.
Shopper crying Wii, Wii, Wii all the way home
December 30, 2007
Ooops - I did it again! After vowing I would nevermore be held hostage by toy manufacturers advertising something they couldn’t deliver, I found myself searching for the elusive Wii to put under the tree for husband Ray. Had I decided to buy it before Thanksgiving, I might have had a chance to find it, but it wasn’t until Turkey Day at our home that grandson Gabe brought his Wii and we all had a great time pseudo-bowling.
Christmas, by any name, is wondrously special
December 16, 2007
Next to discovering what Santa left under the tree on Christmas morning, is any holiday activity more eagerly anticipated than a children’s Christmas program? During my childhood, parents, teachers and principals - operating as their forebears had done for generations - apparently didn’t fully understand what separation of church and state required.