To the Editor: Reading the Record this Friday there was articles about support for the Ukraine. It made me interested in why Ukraine was not part of the European Union.

To the Editor: Fellow citizens of La Grange: I, Teresa Von Rosenberg, have declared myself to be the drainage Czar for the city of La Grange. After all my work, JT (City Manager Jack Thompson) is finally getting a questionnaire put in the next city bill regarding drainage issues.

To the Editor: Like, honestly, I don’t agree with Andy “ungovernable” Behlen, therefore the Fayette County Record should be thrown into the waste basket like (I don’t agree with Andy’s false equivalency with a minor line item of USAID) president Trump throws USAID into the trash. He doesn’t understand (or respect) a free press.

I was about 5 years old when one day Dad asked me if I’d like to have some baby crows for pets. Well at one time or another we had a pet squirrel, a raccoon and I even had a pet baby skunk. So I told Dad “Why not?” I had no idea as to how he would acquire a pair of baby crows. He said he spotted a mama crow sitting on a nest high in a post oak tree. He told me to check on this nest every day and to let him know when I saw any movement in that nest. Sure enough after a while I spied a pair of black heads peeking out of this crow’s nest. Dad then built a square frame box out of 1x4s. This box was installed over the nest. On top of this box he nailed some chicken wire. This kept the small birds from leaving the nest, but they still could be fed by their mother crow thru the chicken wire. When these youngsters were ready to fly the coupe, Dad dumped them into a sack and brought them home. Not being able to digest heavy food like corn kernels, and such, I had to soak the food in water and hand feed them for a while. They grew up fast and were playful companions for me. I even got them to mimic certain words. I repeated some words or sounds over and over to them and like a parrot they came pretty close to repeating them. They might have been the first Czech speaking crows ever.

I often wonder if I’m losing my mind. Nothing dramatic has happened, but I took on a project not understanding it was going to challenge my limited ability to be spontaneous, creative, and at ease with myself.

Recently, the Fayette County Record published a column about local elections and the need for qualified candidates to run for positions in city and school board elections this spring. The article reported on elections of 200 years ago and more, when candidates bought votes from the public by providing food and liquor and transportation to the public meetings where elections were conducted by voice vote or a show of hands.

Becoming a US citizen was life changing for two women born in Ukraine. However, Olga Beishir and Svitlana Parks are concerned about friends who are in the United States on a humanitarian program, Uniting for Ukraine (U4U).

To the Editor: I’ve spent the last 6 or so weeks enjoying everything that President Trump has and is doing to make America the great country it used to be before Democrats decided that freedom and the Constitution were dirty words. Before they decided to turn America into a socialist/communist country.

To the Editor: Mr. Dykes letter in last Friday’s paper mentioned the Budapest Memorandum.

The Roaring 20s was a time of innovation, excitement, and prosperity. Radio broadcasting was prominent, automobiles became more widespread, motion pictures were on the rise, and the economy was booming. When you think of this decade, you most likely think of big cities and industrialism. However, as long journeys were becoming more efficient and necessary, travelers had to find somewhere to stop, recharge, and refuel. One of those was Frank’s: a homestyle cafe in the friendly town of Schulenburg, Texas. Frank’s became very popular quickly, and at the heart of this operation was a woman named Rozine Tilicek.