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Arkabutla in the best shape
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| One More Time - comment and observation By: Joe Lee, III |
February 09, 2010 |
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Of the four north Mississippi flood control lakes, Arkabutla is in the best shape following the unseasonable rain we have been getting.
Arkabutla is only about a foot over the early February target curve at about 211. Summer recreation pool is 220.
The record high for Arkabutla is 244.1 on April 30, 1991. The emergency spillway overflows at 238.3.
Sardis is about 25 feet over curve at 262. It is currently a couple of feet over Summer recreation level of 260.
The record high for Sardis is 285.8 on April 28, 1973. Flood elevation is 281.4.
Enid is more than 20 feet above where the Corps of Engineers would like for it to be for this time of year. The current level is right at 253. Summer pool is 250.
The record high for Enid is 271.70 on April 1, 1991. Flood stage is 268.0.
Grenada Lake is about 22 feet above the target curve of 196 for this time of year and a couple of feet above the target summer recreation level of 215.
The record high for Grenada is 237.3 on April 29, 1991. The spillway overflows at 231.
Current levels may have changed a little by the time you read this, but it is safe to say that his spring and summer could be a real challenge to the Corps of Engineers.
A devoted wife
A very old man lay dying in his bed. In death's doorway, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookies wafting up the stairs.
He gathered his remaining strength and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands.
With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven.
There, spread out on newspapers on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies.
Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?
Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table. The aged and withered hand, shaking, made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table. Then he was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.
"Stay out of those," she said. "They're for your funeral."
The article you just read was sent in by a reader. A reader who had, no doubt, been chastised in the kitchen. We don't know who the author is.
Perhaps today he is enjoying a chocolate chip cookie with St. Peter.
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