The Google Alert caught my eye. It pointed me to the Wichita Falls TimesRecordNews and an online post by its editor, Deanna Watson, introducing new outdoor writer Nancy Howell. Nancy’s story of how she came to be an outdoor writer is poignant. Her husband, Mark Howell, had been writing for the newspaper, until his unexpected death last summer. Nancy, the mother of two young sons, decided that to honor her husband’s memory, she would become an outdoor writer.
She begins her first column with these words: “My name is Nancy Howell, and I’m a widow. For almost 23 years, I was married to your former outdoor writer, Mark Howell.”
She ends the column with these words:
To fulfill my promise, I plan on becoming an outdoors woman. It won’t be easy. Heck, it will be a lot of work. … Those of you who’ve known me for years may have doubts. But I am determined. And I am stubborn. I will keep my end of the bargain with him. If you’re interested in following me on my journey, you are sure to have some laughs at my expense. You may shake your head, but you most certainly won’t be bored as you read each week about the misadventures of an outdoor woman.
We support Nancy and her journey. We want her to know that there are a lot of women out there who will be inspired, and families that will be nurtured by her column. So, here’s a big — as our pal Kirstie Pike would say — “BooYah!” to Nancy. And, let’s talk about hooking up to hunt hogs soon?