When Bob Neathery stepped off the train from St. Louis and got into a horsedrawn cab that would take them up the muddy street to the hotel, he said, his mother remarked that she felt like she had come to the end of the earth. They were in West Plains. It was 1913. Bob was five years old. He remembered that, and everything else that passed before his eyes in his 90-some years of life. And he told it to me in a series of taped recordings over a period of two years. "I wish I had someone to tell my story," he said to me one night as we walked out of a public event. So I did. Neathery was responsible for bringing the first radio station to West Plains, along with cable television, the Horsetrader, and the skateboard park.
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