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Cape Central High Photos

Ken Steinhoff, Cape Girardeau Central High School Class of 1965, was a photographer for The Tiger and The Girardot, and was on the staff of The Capaha Arrow and The Sagamore at Southeast Missouri State University. He worked as a photographer / reporter (among other things) at The Jackson Pioneer and The Southeast Missourian.

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Master of 22-Minute Nap

On the way out of town, I stopped by to pick up some stuff at Annie Laurie’s that my Foodie Friend Jan wanted. I was pleased to see my Glimpses of East Perry County calendar on display. It would make a great Christmas present for someone, hint, hint.

I don’t mind driving

Wife Lila doesn’t like to spend two days on the road. I don’t like the hassle of flying these days. We’ve compromised: I drive, she flies. When folks express concern about me driving half-way across the country by myself – aren’t you afraid of falling asleep? – I explain that I’m the Master of the 22-Minute Nap, perfected since I’ve retired.

When I feel myself getting drowsy, I pull into the next rest area, set the alarm on my phone for 22 minutes, wake up and drive for three or four more hours.

This was taken somewhere in Georgia right about sunset Monday night shortly after the alarm went off.

Look what greeted me

This was the first thing I saw when I walked into the house.

Son Adam saw the post I did on the sign my Grandmother made and said it would be neat to make one for me here. Wife Lila designed it, Adam approved it, and it was posted on the Christmas tree. Thanks.

6 comments to Master of 22-Minute Nap

  • Dee Perry

    LOVE IT……they missed you KEN!

  • Bill Stone

    I am a “Road Warrior” too. I enjoy traveling around this beautiful and wonderful country. I meet lots of nice people. It doesn’t matter whether I am driving or flying.
    Monday, I returned from the Twin Cities where I experienced my first snow of the year. On the way home, I stopped in Clear Lake, Iowa for gas and asked if there was a marker at Buddy Holly’s plane crash site. There is, and the clerk was very helpful and informative about it. Somewhere above Waterloo there was a train derailment near the highway. Shelled corn was scattered all over. By the time I got to the Missouri-Iowa stateline, I hit rain for the rest of the trip. I imagine that was snow back in Minneapolis-St. Paul.
    Merry Christmas to all. It’s good to be home.

  • I drive from Tampa Bay to Cape several times a year and enjoy it too! Dad and I are leaving for the sunshine state today. A good friend on my dad, Dick Dirnberger passed away and the funeral is today, so we are leaving after the funeral.
    I will leave video of the trip on my facebook for all to see, if you like that kind of stuff.
    Heading toward sunshine today! ROAD TRIP!

  • Joe Whitright

    I should have been an over the road truck driver as I too love to take to the road often. I have gotten to all the lower “48” by car and driven in Canada and Mexico, and after flying to Hawaii and Alaska, driven there too. All of you have a merry Christmas [my birthday too], and a happy New Year!
    Joe Whitright “45”

  • Jane Neumeyer

    Awww!!! The sign made me happy and teary that your family is continuing a tradition of love. Regarding travel, while I prefer flying, I often rent cars, and will go by camel if that is what it takes. I love to see new places that much! I am a two hour napper and so when I drive solo, I stop each day about 4pm, check into a motel, eat nearby, then curl up in bed with a book, and hit the road early the next morning. I don’t think I have enough of those cones or rods or whatever in my eyes anymore to be a good nighttime driver on the highway.

  • In the long distance motorcycle world we call those short naps “Iron Butt Motel” There’s always a vacancy and you can check-in anytime. Many of us carry a “Screamin’ Meanie” sold at truck stops that will wake the dead and a sign to be visible that says “I’m not dead-just sleeping” to save a lot of calls to local police. As long as you wake up before the 5th level of sleep it usually leaves one refreshed.

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