Well, Maryville, the time has come for us to part ways.
The wife was offered an incredible career opportunity that we can't pass up.
And so we move on, and I can't help but feel an overwhelming duality of thoughts.
On one hand, I'm excited about change. New opportunities, new faces, new experiences.
Yet on the other lies much sadness, and honestly, a bit of fear.
After more than a decade living in Maryville, including the time at Northwest, this town has become home.
My grandmother went to school here, my mom and aunt did as well.
The wife’s dad is a Northwest alum, and my mother-in-law grew up just outside of town and graduated from West Nodaway. The ties to this town run deep in our family.
The comfort and familiarity is probably impossible to replace. I'll miss living in a place that you can wave at a stranger in passing, and they'll wave back. Smiles are always returned in kind.
I'm going to miss the friendly faces I see on a daily basis. I'm going to miss the great eateries here in town.
I'll definitely miss our secret fishing holes, but that was one of the first things I looked up about our new location.
Luckily, there are a few spots within walking distance of our new place, which relieved some of the stress off of the boy and helped him get excited about the move.
We also let him pick which room he wanted, and of course he picked the master bedroom. Yeah buddy, any room BUT that one.
But back to this town. Maryville is such an amazing place to raise children, the school system is really great.
Working in the newspaper biz, I've had the chance to meet and get to know the people who educate your children.
I can say with confidence that they are some of the most dedicated, hardworking people you will find.
Local elected officials are also a good bunch. The people in charge of this town and county really do seem to have the best interests of the town and its future in mind.
We've been blessed with all of our brothers and sisters in our church family, and there are so many great people in this community.
Truth be told, I became a man in this town. I became a husband and a father. And I'm proud of my town.
Still, duty calls, and family is my first duty.
As of now, I don't have a job, that's where the scary part comes in.
But I have faith that will work itself out.
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So... Maryville, I have to say go Bearcats, go Hounds, and continue to be the great people you are. I'm sure you'll hear from me.
"May the road rise up to meet you.
“May the wind be always at your back.
“May the sun shine warm upon your face, the rains fall soft upon your fields, and until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of his hand."
Bye for now. You all will be missed, and this town will always hold a special place in our hearts.
Here's your funny story for the week. The wife and daughter were at my parent's house recently.
Grandpa was tickling the three-year-old - almost to the point that she laughed so hard she couldn't breath.
After he stopped, the girl looked at my wife and mom, and sighed before saying "I almost pooped."
She promptly went to the bathroom, like the little lady she is, and did her business.
Then she returned to the room, threw her hands in the air, and with an Italian accent said "everybody poops!"
Kids these days...
Jesse Murphy is managing editor at the Maryville Daily Forum. He can be reached at email@example.com