In the Path of Totality for the Solar Eclipse!

Here in Excelsior Springs, we are in the Path of Totality for the historic Solar Eclipse coming up on August 21st! To celebrate, we are having a Solar Eclipse Festival downtown on Sunday, August 20 and Monday, August 21! Fortunately, this happens to fall on the same weekend as our BBQ Festival that starts on Friday, so we will be have four days filled with fun going on in our downtown during this time. Click here for more information on the festival!

Our Excelsior Springs Post Office is excited about getting involved in the event and has ordered a special cancellation stamp to be made to coincide with our efforts. My husband, S. Jason Cole, did the design, which is featured below:

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Recently, we met with the Excelsior Springs Post Office, who has told us that the thermal effect stamps they just got in sold out in a heartbeat! They’ve ordered more and will have them available closer to the event date of August 20 and 21! They also plan to be at our festival and want to give it their support. They will have a booth there where they’ll be stamping the above image throughout that Monday!

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I had never been behind the counter of the post office, let alone into the post master’s office and sorting area! I took some pictures to document the occasion for you.

Here’s a work area where they sort all the mail into address order before loading into their postal bags. 


When I was in college I delivered all the mail for my residence hall. I can remember pulling the shelving unit away from the wall, loading all the mail, and then pushing it back against the wall, locking it. I always liked that job. 

Garage Sale-ing, County Fairing, & Drama Camping

If you see something beautiful in someone, speak it. 


Today was our City-Wide Garage Sale and we were sure to hit up as many homes as we could get to, while starting our morning at the donut shop! 

Mackenzie then had a Drama Class that she attended at Slightly Off Broadway Theatre downtown. They are in the middle of Rocky Horror Picture Show right now, below is their stage set. 


Later in the afternoon we dropped by the Clay County 4-H Fair to pick up Mackenzie’s demonstration. We were surprised to see a purple ribbon signifying qualification to show her project at the State Fair in Sedalia! She was so excited! 

We stopped by a barbecue and then headed home where we found a bride and groom having their pictures taken on the boulevard! This is not uncommon to see living here! 


Then Jason installed new shades for our front porch! If only we could get the mosquitos to go away now! 

A Day In the Life


At first glance, it may appear too hard. Look again, always look again.


Started part of my day meeting with the wonderful ladies who are heading up the Middle School’s PTO this year while enjoying lattes at The Mug.


Drove to Clinton, Missouri with my mom to visit with their hospital about a grant opportunity for a new EICU hospital bed and robots that would provide direct access to health specialists through technology. They are in a very rural area, so when they refer people to specialists, they’re having to send them in to Kansas City, well over a half hour away. This would allow for their patients to get the special care they need without having to leave home.

I treated Mom to a taste of Pizza Glen before the meeting. It’s a hometown favorite there in Clinton.

I saw an actual pay phone at the hospital and had to take a photo.

Tonight the City had their fundraiser for furniture in the new Golf Course Clubhouse! Kris Bishop made her famous fried chicken and the crowds turned out to support the efforts! By the time we got there at 7:00pm, she already had over 125 tickets, some with multiple orders on just one!


They ran out of white meat chicken, so I opted for the ribs!

Up at the Golf Course, there’s an old cabin that’s been there since 1825. The entire clubhouse was built around it and it’s been kept preserved. When the new clubhouse is built, it will be preserved once again. I love living in a community that understands the importance of saving our treasures from the past.

Our First County 4-H Fair

About two years ago now I was appointed by the City of Excelsior Springs to serve on the MU Extension Council for Clay County, Missouri. I was unaware of all the benefits the extension offices around the state have to offer the counties they represent and was excited to establish those programs into our community.

Just one of their many programs is 4-H, an organization that has been providing youth with hands-on education in their field of interest since it began more than 100 years ago. Last count membership was over 6 million nationwide. Seeing that Excelsior Springs on the Clay County side didn’t have a chapter, I worked to organize one.

Now our group has over 30 parents and students participating in our monthly meetings that are held at the Good Samaritan Center’s Great Hall every second Tuesday of the month at 7:00pm.

4-H is youth led, with the chapter choosing their youth leaders as a group and then using Roberts Rules of Order to run their meetings. They all choose a topic they wish to study, with hundreds to choose from. Project leaders, parents and other adults in the community, use curriculum that is provided or their own knowledge of the subject, to help guide groups through the learning process. Each youth member then has the opportunity to work on a project that they enter to be judged annually at the county fair. If they receive a purple ribbon, they are then accepted on to a state fair.

Mackenzie’s first fair!

The Excelsior Springs 4-H Group 🍀

Mackenzie going in to be judged!

Members only for judging!

An Excelsior Springs auction basket was submitted thanks to Club Member Alisha Jack.

We were real proud of Mackenzie. She got a blue ribbon for her Cat Care project!

The Way It Was…First Solo

When my Grandpa Joe was the publisher of the Excelsior Springs Standard and Town & Country Leader, he used to submit a series of writings titled “The Way It Was…” just about each week in the paper. He would tell old stories that our family has come to love over the years. I always enjoyed it because not only did I learn more about things that happened, but I learned more about my grandfather, who was a friend to everyone. Here’s one of my favorites, “First Solo”:  

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The Way It Was…
“First Solo”
Joe Morgan
As Spun by the Old Publisher

There’s just something about an unnatural thing like flying an airplane by your self for the first time that brings out a crowd. My dad drove down to Warrensburg for the occasion, my girlfriend, Patty (later my dear Missus) was there as well as other assorted friends. It gave me a rather uneasy feeling somewhat like a Christian at his first lion gathering. However, everything went reasonably well. I got back in one piece. My dad presented me with my first real wristwatch and the real prize was a big hug from Patty.

The more eventful “first” solo was my maiden Naval flight while stationed at the Olathe primary base. They had several breeds of training planes there, all painted a bright yellow and appropriately dubbed yellow perils. For my big event I drew an ancient NP-1. It was told that one could cut the throttle at 500 feet directly over a circle and land right in the middle of it. To make up for this critical lack of ability to glide, they had large loops on the wings, somewhat like a W.W.I. Jennie. This did help keep yellow paint off of the runway, of course.

I had brashly told my dad, Tom, that I would fly down to Excelsior on this first trip and sneaked him a call shortly before takeoff to announce my E.T.A. for this historic flight.

My troubles began when I couldn’t fly straight down Highway 69. I’d burned that road up in the old cleaning truck so much that I probably could have made it blindfolded. But Fairfax was still a Naval base too and it was very verboten for cadet types to pollute the sacred airways around there. I thought about sneaking south and then coming back to the river, but somehow an end run around by Kansas and back by Parkville seemed a better idea. Somehow things don’t look quite the same from above and I almost made it to Cameron before I got started back in the right direction.

If you’ve ever flown over Excelsior in a small plan you’re sure to remember that the valley creates lots of convection currents and makes for pretty bumpy riding. This combined with my inexperience, not to mention my streak that matched the plane, made my two passes over the old hometown rather traumatic.

It was all worthwhile…and patriotic too! I finally spotted my dad behind the cleaning shop mightily waving his giant American flag. Normally reserved for Armistice Day and the Fourth, it was now being unfurled for a fledgling son.

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With a trembling, but jaunty, salute…I headed back to the barn. I was already five minutes late and it was no time for any more “short” cuts. I firewalled it right on down 69, over Fairfax and back to Olathe as fast as my archaic machine would take me.

All of the other sheep were long in the fold as lonesome me came in for my approach. At the end of the runway was the “Blue Goose” (a C-54 that took all of the instructors into K.C. for their nightly opportunity to forget cadets). I knew that I was in for real trouble if I held them back from their revelry. In panic I kept hitting the throttle until finally I was clean past the main runway and was actually landing on the parking apron. The area was still under construction and suddenly looming ahead of me was a double row of workers’ cars. At the last moment with a might braking…and a loud ping as the prop grazed the cement, I stopped just short of disaster. I had homed in on a spot with a single row of cars so that I actually had cars parked on both sides of me.

As I started my prayer of thanksgiving it was quickly drowned out by the roar of the Blue Goose overhead as it was finally able to take off.

In a state of stupor, I could only sit there until the lineman came out and pulled me backward until I could taxi in on my own for almost certain retribution. What happened? The duty officer was down drinking coffee and didn’t see my fiasco. The crew just shook their heads as they witnessed another dumb cadet miracle. Remember I never said I was good…just lucky.

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Good Golly, Aunt Molly!

My Aunt Molly has an art studio in Downtown Excelsior Springs that is truly one of a kind amazing! Not only does she sell her own art, but she also offers weekly classes for both children and adults, and has a full retail store with a lot of fun things, some of which I feature below!


This is her rooster Romeo who is the mascot for her studio!


Here’s Aunt Molly painting an angel!


​Lots of home decor! Gemstones, keychains, mobiles, sun catchers, metal art, jewelry, sage, cards and more!


Not only does she have a large assortment of well-made bags, but she also offers seasonal clothing and scarves!



Recently, Aunt Molly began carrying Dad’s photography work in studio! You can follow his pictures on Facebook and message him for the prints that you want, to pick up at Molly Roberts Studio! Click here for his profile page!


Always something fun happening in her store! Go by and visit her at 109 E. Broadway, where she is open 10-5, Wednesday-Saturday!

Also, join us for a Second Friday’s each month on the second Friday in our downtown. Shops will all be open! Aunt Molly will have a guest artist, Kevin Callahan, and have live music thanks to David Knopf. She will be serving tastings of Fence Stile Winery and Vineyards, as well! For more info, visit her Facebook event page by clicking here!

www.MollyRobertsStudio.com

A Day in the Life 

Each morning I have made it part of my routine for the last few months to share a photo I’ve taken of some flowers with an inspirational quote of some kind. I’ve had many people comment to me that they look forward to it each day, which keeps me flower hunting. This morning my quote was: “You cannot change people, you can only love them.”


My husband made it big at the plant sale today at Westlake Hardware! I saw them looking and stopped by for a bit to have a gaze myself. And while I was there, I did more flower picture hunting!


The 2nd annual city-wide garage sale is coming up this weekend! I was so excited to see the map come out in the Town & Country tonight! There are 69 homes participating this year! That’s exciting!

Thanks to the City of Excelsior Springs for paying for the ad space for the community! Good luck in finding great deals everyone!


I went to visit my grandma this evening and take her some jello cake from my birthday. I couldn’t resist in taking a picture of the foyer in her beautiful and historic apartment building downtown, The Oaks.


This evening on the boulevard was filled with noise as church at the Church of Christ let out across the street. After there are always sounds of children’s laughter and yelling as they play. I enjoy it.

Born on the 4th of July

When I was little, having my birthday on the 4th meant that my Grandpa Joe would be throwing a big party at his house up on Golf Hill. I loved having my birthday on the fourth, because that meant I got to go swimming, eat chips and salsa, and get a flag birthday cake (made by my Mom traditionally each year!).

At the party, I would run around talking to all of my grandpa’s friends that had come, thanking them for coming to my birthday. Most would laugh in a “isn’t she cute” type of way but some would give me money and pretend that this is the true reason they were there. It wasn’t uncommon for Grandpa to have a house full of people and a pool full of kids on this fun day! One year, he even had jazz legend Jay McShann, a close friend of his, play me Happy Birthday in his study upstairs.

My younger brother Joe could never understand why he also didn’t get fireworks on his birthday or why no one put the flags out to celebrate him. It was at this point that it had to be explained that they weren’t actually doing it for my birthday, but the nation’s birthday instead. Mom then started putting the flag out for Joe’s birthday, too. Which was nice.

Today I turn 35. When I told my daughter Mackenzie this she said, “You could run for president!” When I was growing up, this is what I would tell everyone who would ask me the famous question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I would always respond with, “The first woman president!” I thought my opportunity was up after watching Hillary Clinton run last year, but I suppose the world is still giving me that chance.

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Me with my brother Joe on my birthday a few years back.

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