By Monique Donahue

Perennially victimized Olive(r) had big dreams for the future, but life threw the unfortunate olive a curve ball when a health-conscious patron stumbled on the stairs, sending the olive careening off a fresh lunch salad onto the floor of a bleak office stairwell. Abandoned and alone, the olive began a diary to express misery over its lot in life and outrage over its new living conditions. On Day 12 of Olive(r)’s dismal, involuntary residence, a sympathetic bystander took it upon herself to begin transcribing the gender-ambiguous olive’s innermost thoughts as it withered into obscurity. Those faithfully recorded diary entries are presented here for comic posterity, in Olive(r)’s own tragic words.

By Kent Donahue

For a short period of time, the water skiing world was not centered around the professionals at Cypress Gardens. That honor belonged to a small group of friends, cousins, and an attorney who crafted a show that would rival the decades-old tourist attraction that television personalities and Hollywood stars routinely visited. The attention and the imagination of spectators throughout Central Florida and tourists alike were redirected away from Winter Haven and fixed upon the Halifax River in Port Orange, Florida.

By Paul Nichols

Question: What do Geronimo, Amelia Earhart, Pancho Villa, Wyatt Earp, Amy Semple McPherson, Gene Autry, John Philip Sousa, Rex Allen, John Slaughter, Thornton Wilder, Eleanor Roosevelt—and the Nichols family have in common?

Answer: All of them left footprints in Douglas, Cochise County, Arizona.