McNeal Arizona

and Elfrida ("North McNeal") too

aka "Rustler's Range"

 

McNeal is in Cochise County, Arizona, about 20 miles north of Walmart, Radio Shack, Safeway, and Mexico, on US 191. Elfrida (aka North McNeal) is about 6 miles further north. McNeal has a few dozen visible people, Elfrida a few hundred.

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New Tribes:  Loving Thyself A Lot More Than Thy Neighbor?
    By law, the New Tribes airport is limited to operating Monday through Friday, not on the weekends.  It is limited to hours from 8 am to 5 pm, not before 8 or after 5.  It is limited to flight patterns east, north and south of the airport; its planes aren't allowed to buzz over McNeal at all, much less all day.  New Tribes agreed to those restrictions in order to get permission to fly out of the airport at all.  Those restrictions are the law with respect to New Tribes.  But New Tribes has taken to ignoring them.  I emailed the local New Tribes a friendly reminder (see below) on May 22, but got no answer, so started keeping a casual log of the most obnoxious behavior by New Tribes.  I'll keep on noting some examples.
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Wednesday, May 23, a plane and helicopter lifted off at 7:25 a.m. but the airport seemed pretty quiet after that.
    -- Thursday, May 24, nice and loud at 7:45 a.m.  Splitting the difference between what you would like to do (start at 7:30) and what the law requires and you agreed to do (starting at 8:00) is still not exactly being a very good neighbor, though.
    -- Friday, May 25, no noise by 9:23 a.m.  However, I understand that yesterday afternoon, a plane was flying patterns on the north edge of McNeal, effectively blasting the village with engine noise, in violation of the law & promises.  We'll see what happens today.  One hopes that the pilots are not just taking a temporary break from their recent habits.
    -- Saturday, May 26, a plane in the air about 10:05 a.m.
    -- Wednesday, May 30, a plane in the air, flying over McNeal, about 7:40 a.m.
    -- Thursday, May 31, a plane up about 7:32 a.m.
    My May 22 email to the local New 
Tribes, at ntmaviation@ntm.org, was a version of the following article.  There's been no response -- which is New Tribes's right.  However, the right not to answer questions about your unneighborly behavior is not a right to be unneighborly.  So on May I emailed the national New Tribes, in Florida, at ntm@ntm.org .  Maybe the national organization won't like to see its local unit act break its promise to obey the law.

Tribal Air:  Will It Return To Being a Good Neighbor?

Tribal Air came to McNeal in 1991.  Tribal Air Communications trains missionary pilot/mechanics to fly into remote areas on distant continents.

The local effects of the airport, however, worried some McNeal residents.  For instance, Tom and Florence Bohmfalk, who live next door, were concerned about noise and property devaluation caused by repeated flights near their property.

Tribal Air seemed genuinely concerned about local residents.  On April 1, 1991, when Forest Estelle, Vice Chairman of Tribal Air, submitted a request for a Special Use permit, he wrote "we plan on doing all we can to be good neighbors and adjust our flight traffic pattern accordingly. . . .  We plan . . . to stay well above our nearest neighbor's property.  We plan to use the standard left hand traffic pattern when landing to the south and switching to a non-standard right hand pattern when landing to the north.  This will place the flight of aircraft over the east half of Section 13, and the open land north and south of the airport instead of flying over the village of McNeal."

Tribal Air's specific proposals were set out in a May 7, 1991, report to the Board of Supervisors from the County Planning Department.  Judy Anderson (then a Planner II, now head of the department) wrote that 
Tribal Air "provided the following information . . . .
"2.  Four single and twin engine small aircraft . . . are proposed to be permanently headquartered on the site.
"3.  Mr. Estelle estimates that these aircraft will each fly about six (6) flights per day Monday through Friday for a total of about 24 flights.  No other aircraft will use the field, except in emergencies or on occasions when Tribal Air maintains other aircraft owned and used by the corporation.  These planes would be permanently headquartered elsewhere.
"4. . . . the aircraft flights will be directed away from McNeal townsite, to the north, south and east over an area that is currently sparsely inhabited.  To help minimize noise on the closest residence, planes will land and take off
1000 feet from the end of the runway, a total distance of 2000 feet from [the Bohmfalks'] residence.
"5.  In addition to the landing strip, twenty-five (25) housing units are proposed for staff and pilot trainees. . . .  Also proposed are two hangars, an aircraft parking shade, a grounds maintenance building, and a multi-purpose center . . . ."

However, Anderson concluded that "it does not appear to be in the best interest of the County to approve" the airport.  Her reasons included "This airfield appears to alter the rural character of the area without providing any services to the local community" and "The applicant has strived to minimize noise impacts on [the Bohmfalk home] by proposing the following:  the airplanes are proposed to take off and land about 2000 feet from this residence and not fly overhead, weather permitting; and flights will take place during daylight hours only.  Nonetheless, some aircraft noise, both from and ground in [sic] the air, will most probably be audible outside of the residence and within the residence when the windows are open."

"DISAPPROVAL of this request" was Anderson's recommendation.  However, Anderson, aware that the Board of Supervisors might not follow her recommendation, added "If the Board of Supervisors decides to approve this request the following conditions are recommended."  The 13 conditions included:
"1.  The airfield be . . . limited to four single or twin engine planes permanently headquartered on the parcel. . . .
"3.  Flights to occur between the hours of 8:00 A.M. and 5:00 P.M.
"4.  Flight patterns to reflect patterns on approved plans, weather and traffic permitting."

The airport proposal went to the Board of Supervisors on May 20, 1991.  The Douglas Daily Dispatch for May 21 reported that "Anderson said up to 10 flights a day were planned, but Forest Estelle, Tribal Air's vice chairman, said there might be as few as one a day" and "Estelle said 3-4 students a year would be at the strip.  Because the students already have licenses when they arrive, Estelle said from May 1, 1990 until May 1 of this year there were only 478 hours of flight time on four planes.  There were 285 flight operations, he said, or an average of 1.14 a day.  Estelle said Tribal Air would make every effort to avoid flying over a neighboring home."

What was meant by a "flight" at the time is not clear.  As McNeal residents know, one plane often practices landings and takeoffs for several hours.  That might be construed as one "flight," but if so, limiting the number of flights is pointless.  People probably thought of a "flight" as one takeoff and one landing.

The Board approved the airport 3-0, but adopted all of Anderson's conditions.  Estelle later signed his acceptance of the conditions.

Tribal Air has not, however, always lived up to the conditions it accepted in 1991.  In 1993, there was a complaint about Tribal Air planes flying over the McNeal school.  Tribal Air stopped that practice.  But now, in 2007, Tribal Air seems not to care about the conditions.

Flights don't occur only between 8 am and 5 pm.  Morning flights typically start at 7:30 a.m., and afternoon flights often pick up at 5 p.m.  There is no peace and quiet for early breakfasts, and no relaxing for McNeal residents right after a day's work.

Flights don't avoid McNeal.  Instead of landing from the east, and turning east after taking off, flights often land from the west and turn west after takeoff, so that McNeal gets airplane noise from all directions.

The airport may hold more than four fixed-wing single-engine planes.  It holds four planes in an open shed open to view, but an enclosed hangar seems to hold three or four more, plus a helicopter.

One "flight operation" typically includes several hours of takeoffs and landings, 10 to 20 repetitions, perhaps more.  That's far more than Tribal Air promised in order to get permission for the airport.

All the concerns that the Bohmfalks and Judy Anderson raised in 1991 are still valid.  The conditions that the Board of Supervisors imposed, and that Tribal Air accepted in 1991, are still valid.  But Tribal Air is not being the good neighbor that it promised to be.

What would Ja Jgood Jneighbor do?

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McNEAL ELEMENTARY SCHOOL GRADUATION on May 23

McNeal Elementary had 51 kids this year! -- which must be a record within living memory.

8th Grade Graduates:  Elitania Barragan-Gamboa, Paul Brya, Zachery Dull, Lawrence Griffin, Ashley Thompson, Travis Watkins

Kindergarten Graduates:  John Grounds, Ashton Payton, Beatrice Smith

Invocation and Benediction:  Paul Brya
Greeting:  Elitania Barragan-Gamboa
Valedictorian:  Travis Watkins

Character Award:  Suarly Almeida
(This is a new award, to be given annually, named in honor of Principal Charles Brown,
who is retiring this year.  The award will be on permanent display at the school.
Charlie deserves to have an award named after him, and Suarly deserves to be the first winner.)

There were many other awards, but we didn't take notes, and don't want to name only the few we remember.  Congratulations to all!

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Here are Denise and Johanna Blue celebrating Johanna's great rides at a recent Jim Canna --



It was a great ride, but how did they get the "V for victory" sign upside down?


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There was a nice event at the Elfrida Library on Saturday, April 28,
celebrating student involvement in Art!  Here are some pix:

The two tallest people standing:  left Liz Pointer, right Molly Sernas



Charlene Kennedy, librarienne in charge!


Mindy Smith gets a certificate from Mrs. Murphy (Friends Of Western Art).  The Friends Of Western Art did a LOT to make the program a success!



   Liz Pointer, Terra Gerald, Trinity Smith, Alexa Vinson, Dylan Lang,          
                Mindy Smith, Isabelle Hill, Vanese Waters, Nicholas Mendez
(Missing but equally worthy:  Christopher Smith, George Adcock)
New classes start in September -- come in with a parent or guardian to sign up.

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Here:
http://www.bellestarr-az.org/index.html
is a wonderful website & a wonderful place to visit in Cochise County.
Right about mile 353 on AZ 80.  South side of the road.  Look for a lot of corrals.
This is a private home, not a business, but Belle is very sociable.
So are her horses and burros and lord knows what.  Take apples and sugarlumps!

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I had to retire to McNeal to discover this food.

A lady from McNeal cooks what is in the top 10 dishes I've ever eaten.  It's called Chicken Adobo, and it is simple but world-class.  Here is her recipe:

    Put about 3 lbs. of skinned chicken in a roaster.
    Mix together 1/2 cup soy sauce, 1/2 cup vinegar, 1/4 teaspoon pepper, and whatever amount of chopped onions you want (generally, the more onions the better!), then pour the mixture over the chicken.
Cook at 350 degrees for an hour and a half, then 275 degrees for another hour and a half, or more if you want.
    Savor the experience and pass on the recipe!

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About 1/3 mile west of downtown McNeal, at 4004 Davis Road, Ray & Kay Squires are selling their house.  24x60 doublewide, plus Arizona room, 2-car garage, on 1.2 acres with LOTS of trees on irrigation system.  642 1456.


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The picture below shows most of downtown McNeal:  mainly McNeal Mercantile, by The Shop Next Door, facing SW from US 191.  McNeal Mercantile has a website:  http://www.mcnealmercantile.com .  The site has a link to a map putting the store about 2 miles north of town. Trust me, just go to the corner of 191 and Davis Road, not 2 miles north.


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The Community Art Center Is Taking Off!

Here is the sign outside North McNeal's new art center!


Just a block west of the Central-191 triangle.  You can't miss it.

Stop in!  This is a very good place.

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AIIIIEE!  HOW CAN PEOPLE LIVE LIKE THIS?
The great blizzard of Ought-7:

Overlooking Bisbee (credit to Tim Richardson):


In our own back yard:





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LOCAL SONGWRITER CHARLENE KENNEDY WINS PRIZE!

Charlene Kennedy,  officially of McNeal, in charge at the Elfrida Library, won the sing-it-in contest on KWCD 92.3 FM the other day!  This got her and Carl an $85 gift certificate for Outback, so if you know her and she owes you a favor, now is the time to call and remind her!  Here are her winning lyrics (to the tune of Jingle Bell Rock):
        Outback, Lawley's, & KWCD
                Are all teaming up on a dinner for me!
        Such Xmas spirit, refreshing to see,
            12 lucky winners get steak dinner for free!
        We got our '05 from Lawley's last year,
            The radio was playing country,
        We haven't changed the dial at all,
            All year 92.3 is the station for me!
        What a fine time,
            Just to go dine,
                At the Outback Steakhouse today!
        If I don't win
            I will try agin,
                After all we have 12 days!
        So hurry up, hurry up,
            Write down a song,

                Take a small chance this year,
        You could be the winner this time around,
            And Cochise County will all be laughing,
                As they're driving through town!

Yay Charlene!

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How people in McNeal tend to feel:

	Tax his land, Tax his wage / Tax his bed in which he lays. 
Tax his tractor, Tax his mule / Teach him taxes is the rule.
Tax his cow, Tax his goat / Tax his pants, Tax his coat.
Tax his ties, Tax his shirts / Tax his work, Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco, Tax his drink / Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his booze, Tax his beers / If he cries, Tax his tears.
Tax his bills, Tax his gas / Tax his notes, Tax his cash.
Tax him good and let him know / That after taxes, he has no dough.
If he hollers, Tax him more / Tax him until he's good and sore.
Tax his coffin, Tax his grave / Tax the sod in which he lays.
Put these words upon his tomb / "Taxes drove me to my doom!"
And when he's gone we won't relax / We'll dig for the inheritance TAX!!
-- author unknown

A stout-hearted McNealy passed that on to me.  Well done.

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Here -- http://reason.com/brickbats/bb-2006.shtml -- is a link to a site that lists some amazingly stupid acts by gummint and law enforcement from around the world.

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I've got a complaint for the management.  This is supposed to be a desert!  But look at the picture below:

All this green stuff!  If I wanted greenery, I would have stayed up North.  Can we please have a parched, brown, landscape again, the way it s'posed to be?  Where I can see the goatheads before I step on them?  Where the toads and snakes are visible?  Where the dog can see jackrabbit ears to chase?

Sometimes it does get gray in the middle of a perfectly normal monsoon:

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A little morning fog in the desert:

A telephoto shot of showers near Douglas:

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The proposed "Domestic Water Improvement District" is a hot topic for us now.

Here's the Arizona guide to such districts:

http://www.azwifa.gov/QuickLinks/DWIDGuide2005.pdf

July 5 was the deadline for mailing your signature to opt in. I hope we see the results soon.

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A "goathead," the unofficial County Flower of Cochise County:

In real life, about 1/4" across -- and higher, before the spike breaks off in your foot.

 

Goatheads weren't always a symbol of the Sulphur Springs Valley

Standing water once dotted the Sulphur Springs Valley. In 1872, a survey found water just ten feet down almost everywhere. Alfalfa and other such plants covered the valley.

Our surface water went for cattle. By 1890 we had a hundred thousand cattle. Cochise County was actually called America's Cattle Capitol. Came a drought. By 1895, only 25,000 cattle survived. The rest starved to death, after eating every plant down to the dirt, creating the desert that we live in now.

Our underground water survived until about 60 years ago. Old-timers remember diving into running rivers. Then came rural electrification, and cheap energy made it feasible to pump water out of the ground. In 1944, the County had only 12 square miles irrigated. By 1950, with electrification, that was 40 square miles. By 1975, 312 square miles. Came the oil crisis, and expensive electricity. About 2/3 of the irrigated land in the County went bust. Irrigation hasn't come back much, nor has the water table. It's typically 300 feet down. In places, the surface of the ground has sunk 6 feet or more. And abandoned farms keep blowing away in dust storms.

Today's money crop is housing. To real estate developers, housing means profit. They always want just one more project. They say we'll never run out of resources. That's what miners, cattlemen, and farmers said in their turn. But we live in their ruins -- mine tailings, ghost towns, a desert, sinkholes, dust storms, and scarce water. All over the county, new cracks in the earth show us that the aquifer is drying up today.

Government wants to appear in control, and developers and their allies want us to think that with new zoning and careful use of water, we can keep adding housing. But our eyes show us that we are out of water, and Cochise County history shows us that whenever we push the limits in this county on the edge, disaster happens.

On March 8, 2006, Planning & Zoning approved over a thousand new housing units. If developers eventually fill just a third of the County, with big 4-acre lots holding standard-size families, that's 750,000 people -- 6 times our population now. But the water's not here. It is either insane or crooked for politicians to keep pushing for developers to get rich by adding new homes to a valley that cannot support them.

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I call the McNeal area "Rustler's Range" because this area was home base for a lot of rustlers back in the days of the Wild West. The McLaurys may have died in Tombstone, but they lived here, and rustle they did.

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Here is a panoramic shot of McNeal:

Yep, that's right, McNeal's small.

At the far left and far right of the picture is US 191 facing south. The car whose top you can just see is about halfway between Davis Road and McNeal Road. A hundred feet or so ahead of the car, you can barely see Davis Road branch off to the left and right. In the middle of the picture is US 191, facing north. The white blotch just to the left of US 191 facing north is downtown McNeal.

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All of us in the Sulphur Springs Valley get to enjoy sunrises like this:

Another day, another time, on the same spot, looking in the same direction:

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Elfrida has a library.

The library is by the community center, west of 191 on the north side of town. Its address is 10552 North Hwy 191; phone 520 642 1744; hours Tuesday 1 to 8, Thursday 9-12 & 2-5, Friday 1-5, Saturday 9-12, with the usual holiday closings. Except for Charlene Kennedy, the honcho, the staff is all volunteer, so be nice. The library has four computers with free internet access, and an online catalog with links to much more stuff.

Here is a photo of the interior of the library, with several of its helpful staff.

At the far left, in the green sweater, is Charlene Kennedy, our librarian. To her right, sitting at the computer, wearing green, is Charlene Kennedy. At the left of the shelves, in green, is Charlene Kennedy. And at the far right, in green, is Charlene Kennedy. Man that woman can work!

The library has some interesting programs. Story Time, for small children, is continuing, and a new development is a Teen Council for teenagers who want to be involved in library work, and spread the word of literacy. The Teen Council is going great; to jump in, call the library at 520 642 1744.

On a personal note, "here" is a link to some books I have liked in the last few years. Many of them are available through the Elfrida library.

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The scene below looks nice until you know what it is.

You are looking south towards Mexico, from about 20 miles north of Douglas AZ and the Mexican city of Agua Prieta. Agua Prieta has a few hundred thousand people, many of whom come from parts of Mexico where people have no hope or opportunity at all, to get jobs in factories that are far below American standards of wages, safety and pollution. In the picture above, the golden area low in the sky is the pollution over Agua Prieta. That's how "free trade" looks.

Below is a "Mexican Mist" blowing north into the Sulphur Springs Valley. Under NAFTA, we are exporting American jobs and importing Mexican pollution. Oh well, the profits pay for many expensive suits in DC, so there's nothing to be done. Right?

Many impoverished Mexicans don't want to stop in Agua Prieta, they want across the border into America, where the streets, not the skies, are paved with gold. From the American side of the border, the illegal immigration looks like a crisis -- which leads to the following item:

Cochise County is in a State Of Emergency

On August 23, 2005, the Cochise County Board Of Supervisors voted, 3-0, to place Cochise County in a state of emergency.

Arizona law allows a county to declare an emergency to meet a man-made calamity, disaster, or civil disobedience which endangers life or property.

Cochise County's "calamity, disaster, or civil disobedience" is the border situation. The Board was following Governor Napolitano's lead. On August 15, the Governor issued a Declaration Of Emergency for the counties bordering Mexico, stating "that the massive increase in unauthorized border crossings and the related increase in deaths, crime and property damage justifies a declaration of a State Of Emergency."

A State Of Emergency is not the same as martial law. Under Arizona Revised Statute 26-301(16), a State Of War Emergency "exists immediately whenever this nation is attacked or upon receipt by this state of a warning from the federal government indicating that such an attack is imminent." The Governor did not find that language appropriate for the border situation.

The States Of Emergency do, however, give state and county government great power. The Governor can directly control every state agency in Cochise County, and exercise the state's police power, subject only to Arizona's constitution and laws. And the Cochise County Board Of Supervisors can, among other things, impose curfews, close any business, and close any public street or place.

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Despite having such great powers, the Board Of Supervisors is reluctant to use them, because the Supervisors have to be elected, and perceive Anglos and Latinos as distinct voting blocs who must be separately placated.

In this situation, because our politicians are no better than average politicians, two bad things happen. First, when the politicians do anything, they build on the differences between the Anglo and Latino voting blocs, and make the differences greater. Second, whatever the politicians do, they do in twisting, turning, evasive ways, so that nothing bad can be pinned on them.

Thus, people are taught to look at others as enemies instead of fellow citizens, and governmental structures are distorted to rule subjects instead of representing citizens.

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The best features of Cochise County

It's been a while since I added anything here, so I broke my rule & put a business up front. Cochise Sports & Recreation seems to me to do a good job of teaching people how to get a CCW license. I took their class and was very impressed. If you want to be able to carry concealed legally, you might call them at 824 2299. This is a good time to get that permit anyway, because the state has just dropped the hours of instruction required from 16 down to 8, just one day.

On Wednesday, November 9, 2005, I met Tom Bohmfalk, who talked about the old days around McNeal, and let me take some pictures on his place.

Here's a drawing that everybody should see (I've taken the colors out):

The legend at the bottom identifies Tom as the cowboy at the lower right, with the glamorous job of pulling on the back end of the cow. That drawing was made a few months after WW II ended. Tom does not normally pull on the back end of cows anymore, but if he had to, the work he is doing around his place indicates that he would do okay.

Tom lives on Davis Road, retired and busy. Among other things, he is restoring the Model A Ford that he used to drive to high school:

Tom has completely disassembled the car, and is readying every part for reassembly. He doesn't fix only cows, you see. Tom is a good example of people in the Sulphur Springs Valley -- they learn to do what needs to be done.

Tom has put up a cross with a buzzard on top:

-- and will be building a faux cemetery, to be known as Buzzard's Breath, with a collection of tombstones memorializing his friends. The idea sounds odd, until you look back over your own life and realize that you have known many good people who should be remembered more, and maybe with a little bit of humor.

(Tom is, by the way, mentioned in a pretty good book about conditions on the border: Hard Line, by Ken Ellingwood.)

Tom also gave me good information about the location of the McLaury ranch.

In the "OK Corral" shootout, two McLaurys were killed. They had a ranch very near to what is now downtown McNeal. Cowboys brought cattle stolen from Mexico, and Mexicans rode up to rustle them back. The border meant a lot less then. This is also where cowboys brought donkeys rustled from the Cavalry, and sold them back to the Cavalry, without the Cavalry recognizing them. You might call it disreputable country, but I'd just say, "self-reliance." I hope that McNeal businesses begin to use this history, because it should be just as thrilling for a tourist to stand on a rustlers' range, as to stand where a gunfight took place.

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McNeal has little teeny tiny horses.

These are a special breed of horse that was developed because McNeal was so small. You see, regular-size horses were just too big for our little town, so a selective breeding program was rushed to develop what we needed. Here are a couple of examples (I have to get people into these shots so you will appreciate just how small these horselets are):

 

One of the ranchers running the selective horse breeding program was nearsighted, and somehow a cow got into the program. The result was a mutant that was perfected into a horned horse, because its horns were useful for hanging extra tack, donuts, and camera bags. Here is a picture of one of these mutants. Locally they are called "hornets," which confuses people who aren't from around here. They think we may have insects or something.

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McNeal and Elfrida have a lone, overworked DJ, exhausted by the throngs of party people who overrun this area. Here is a link to his website, which includes links to his playlist organized by performer, song title, and year.

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A good part of McNeal's recent history included Clarence Rineer:

Clarence Rineer died on June 19, 2005. He was born on April 27, 1925, in Stratsburg, Pennsylvania. He earned a Purple Heart in Europe in World War Two, worked in several industries after coming home, and settled on a career in the postal service beginning in 1959. He came to McNeal in 1979, and married Patsy on June 9, 1984. To quote Patsy's eulogy, Clarence "was a continual blessing to her, and she will greatly miss her husband and best friend." Clarence was also a good friend to the community; he was the best motorcycle and bicycle mechanic for at least 25 miles in all directions, and the way he used his skills was inspirational. To quote Patsy again, "Clarence loved Harley motorcycles, and rebuilding them was one of his favorite hobbies. . . . Clarence repaired and gave away hundreds of bicycles to local children as well as to disadvantaged children in Mexico. . . . The entire McNeal, Elfrida and Double Adobe communities will greatly miss Clarence."

Here is a photo of the front of the Rineer house in McNeal. The photo will link you to a great site about Cochise County. Thank photographer Beverly Parks!

Patsy Rineer is Clarence's widow, and she has always done many good things for the community herself. Below is Patsy doing her bit in one of the clean-up miles along US 191:

Patsy is the speck in blue at the far left, and also the far right. That is how fast she works!

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McNeal has a convenient store/gas station, right next door to "The Shop Next Door," a computer/handicrafts shop which does very well in both departments.

Here are some pix of The Shop Next Door:

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Elfrida has Soldiers Hole. This marker is on the north side of Gleeson Road, not quite two and a half miles west of US 191.

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Elfrida also has several stores, gas stations, and restaurants for dinner.

The stores in Elfrida include the Baker's Haus, with incredibly good pastries.

Right next door is Bob's Hardware, the place to go for -- well, almost anything.

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Here is Jim Reid, the "Jim" in Jim & Bob's on Davis Road. As far as we are concerned, he is the King Of All Mechanics, based on the good work to the King Of All RVs, behind him.

Here are a couple of fellows who did right by us on some water well work and education.

Most of the housing around here arrived in one or two pieces on a big truck. Here is A-Ray's, a business that does a fine job taking care of them, new or old. They made our floors much more level.

And here they are, working hard on a different job a year later!

(On the right: "A Bunch Of the Boys Were Whooping It Up . . . .")

They do such good work it's almost worth while to break things just to see real craftsmen.

 

Here are (little) Gary & (big) Gary Mattingly, of Bar-Heart Enterprises. They do heavy-duty plumbing for farms & homes, including backhoe work. They know what they are doing, they care about doing it well, & they are scrupulously fair in their billing.

Every one of the people listed above is somebody we are glad to know, & would be proud to have as a friend. Things down here are not like in the big city. These people all pull their weight.

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The Helldorado Brewing Company in Tombstone, at 107 Toughnut Street, makes some mighty fine brews. Absolutely worth a stop. You can phone 520 457-3535 or 457-3031 to make sure their microbrews are ready.

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Arrowhead Realty, further north of Elfrida, is linked to United Country.

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Every Area Has Its Annoyances Best Shunned

Here are a few:

Raul's Plumbing of Bisbee

The Elfrida Youth Center

Operation Blessing of Elfrida

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Odds & Ends

Once in a while something exciting happens down here. In March 2005 it was a high-speed car chase with lots of shooting by the police and the suspected suspect. Here's a ballad in memoriam, to the tune of Knock Three Times:

Shot Three Times

First Verse:

Hey cop what ya doin' out there,

Writing a ticket for speedin, I don't think I want it.

I can see your ticket page turnin', I can feel my stomach churnin',

One car length behind me, you better not find me, I'm leavin'.

Chorus:

Oh my goodness,

Shot three times in the windshield cause you want me,

Twice in the tires, so I'm scratchin' the road,

Oh my shoulder,

(Bang! Bang! Bang!) You got me three times in the windshield,

(Oof!) Twice in the tires (Bang! Bang!) but I ain't gonna slow!

Second Verse:

Sixty miles on 191,

Every cop in the county is firing at me as I run.

Goin south is my one desire, but I can't see and have no back tires,

And only in my dreams will I make it to Mexico.

Chorus:

Oh my goodness,

Shot three times in the windshield cause you want me,

Twice in the tires, so I'm scratchin' the road.

Oh my shoulder,

(Bang! Bang! Bang!) You got me three times in the windshield,

(Oof!) Twice in the tires (Bang! Bang!) but I ain't gonna slow!

Out:

Oh my goodness,

Shot three times in the windshield cause you want me,

Twice in the tires, but I ain't gonna slow . . . .

copyright March 6, 2005, Michael P. Jackson

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