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My dear friend Hal Sears has departed this old world and he will be greatly missed by many, many people. He was a one of a kind, extremely unique person with a zest for life and a quest to understand it. If you peruse Hal’s obituary, you will rapidly discover a man who chose a decidedly cobbley path filled with interesting twists and turns. Talking to Hal was always an adventure.

Long time readers might remember the day that Hal and I made an echinacea tincture together.  I am so glad that I got to spend that time with him.  Years ago, when I worked at the cooperative grocery in Lawrence, Hal was my boss.  We became very good friends. He was a reader at my wedding.  I chose Hal to read the New Testament scripture during the ceremony and I picked Hal for a reason.  He was a man who was always willing to look at things with a fresh perspective as well as a man who sought forgiveness and who easily forgave.  (I chose Norma Osbourne to read the Old Testament, because to me, Norma was Job – a woman who had lost everything and still found a reason to fight hard to live and to love, but Norma is a different story for a different day).

I just wanted to pause and remember Hal.  Because he was my friend and to say that I am so very glad that I had the privilege of knowing him.

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Hal’s Fantastic Obituary…

Hal Don Sears was born the youngest of three children on Turkey Mountain, near Clarksville Arkansas in 1942. His parents, Lowry and Evelyn (Jones) Sears, were farmers. His has two sisters, Rochelle and Phyllis, both still living. He joined the Marines in 1960 and played French horn in the Marine Band until 1964. After completing his service with the Marines, he attended the University of Arkansas in Fayetteville, where he met and married his wife Davida. They moved to St. Louis in 1966 where he achieved his degree in History from the University of Missouri at St. Louis. In 1969, he was awarded a Danforth Fellowship and moved to California to study at Stanford University. After settling in Santa Cruz with Davida, Hal expanded his interests in natural medicine, herbs and wild-crafting. In 1977, Hal, Davida and their daughter, Laurel, moved to Lawrence, KS. He joined the Community Mercantile Co-Op in 1982, where he became their vitamin and herbal supplements specialist until his retirement in 2005.
Throughout his life, Hal was a writer. His works included The Sex Radicals: Free Love in the High Victorian Era, articles on herbalism, sports history, Dr. W.A. Quayle (founder of Baker University) and C.G. Jung. Lately, he was working on stories of his childhood in Arkansas. Hal was an avid reader and studied intellectuals and their writings until the end of his life. He was a devoted member of St. John’s Church, and loved to study and read the Bible and church history.
He has two daughters, Laurel Birdsong Sears and Saida Cora Bonifield. He is grandfather to Mercury Faye and Greer Posey. In the last few months of his life, he ran around joyously with his granddaughter Mercury, helped with a newspaper article on Elderberries, kept up the Adoration at St. John’s church and, from time to time, enjoyed a cold Free State beer. A funeral service will be held at St. John’s Catholic Church on Friday June 18th at 10:00 a.m. A memorial service will be held at a later date to celebrate his life and his many contributions to life in Lawrence.

My father-in-law taught me a special trick for growing big onions. You might already know about it, but it’s new to me.

I also captured a few butterflies on film in my coneflowers.  They are just for pretty.  It’s all up at Farmhouse and Garden.

Ohio Jesus Burns

June 15th, 2010


Possible theories as to why God threw a bolt of lightning at his own statue...

1.  The statue made him look fat.

2.  He walks on the water.  On!  ON!  He does not wade chest high with hands extended begging for mercy!

3.  The cross was poking him in the clavicle.

4.  The whole nearby power line thing… it made his shoulders ache just looking at it.

5.  The quarter of a million dollars it cost to make this statue was just not impressive enough.

6. There weren’t any Haitians nearby.  

7.  To raise awareness.

8.  To create buzz.

9.  He was aiming for the ‘Jesus in the Wheat’ billboard on Interstate 70, but Gabriel bumped into his elbow right when he threw the bolt.  

10. Insert your own theory here internet and remember!  God is NOT MOCKED!