DOGWOOD ACRES, 02/23/09, ELANE CRUM
Hello friends. Saturday should be a morning to sleep in, but my alarm, goes off at 7:01 a.m. every day of the week. Almost always, I wake up at 6:57 and turn it off, but this last Saturday was different. Rick invited the coffee club to our house and he was up at 4:30 getting dressed and making coffee. The doorbell began ringing the doorbell at 6:00 a.m. By 6:30, the buzz of male voices finally became a low roar and sleeping soundly was no longer an option.
I rolled over and grappled for my cell phone from which I called “home” and requested room service, a cup of coffee, black, please. Rick was struggling with the coffee pot but in just a few minutes managed to spare me about a half cup of coffee. By 8:00 a.m., finally presentable and ready for work, I made my way through the maze of coffee drinkers, visited a little and left them to continue talking about whatever 19 men find to talk about.
About 10:30 Saturday night, a Lifeline Helicopter landed in Daddy’s field near our house and airlifted our friend Frank Layson to the hospital. Jim Bilyeu visited some of the family before church Sunday morning and they think he may have had a stroke. We will continue praying for him.
I visited my Green Acres relatives, Newt & Billie Matthews, on Thursday evening. Billie had cataracts removed earlier in the week and between the two of them they were trying to get all of the prescribed drops put in her eyes, on time, all the time. I took some family pictures to her and she seemed to be seeing pretty well. We had a real good visit, just was not long enough!
On my way to work Friday, I stopped to see Bessie Braden Stombaugh and admired the dozen or so beautiful quilt tops hanging on her clotheslines. With her permission, I took some pictures; maybe will put them on my blog, www.dogwoodacresOnline.blogspot.com, sometime soon. There was also bright tulips blooming in her outdoor planters, but she said they have bloomed through the snow and ice, all winter long. Those are the kind of plants that do well for me too.
Maxine Ingenthron called last week inviting us to the weekend revival at Bryant Ridge. Rick is still coughing his head off and hated to sit through service and deal with that, so I went alone on Saturday night. It was good to be in church with friends there. Clarence and Candy Sims had just come from seeing his mom at the hospital. He said she was resting easier and might get to come home first of the week.
The evangelist was Glen Ledbetter from Wichita, Kansas. How well I remember when the Singing Ledbetter Family used to come to Forsyth School and hold concerts in the gymnasium. I think they also sang at Bradleyville School. It has been awhile since we have seen a school gymnasium packed out for a Gospel Concert. Those were good days. Bye for now.
Hello friends. Saturday should be a morning to sleep in, but my alarm, goes off at 7:01 a.m. every day of the week. Almost always, I wake up at 6:57 and turn it off, but this last Saturday was different. Rick invited the coffee club to our house and he was up at 4:30 getting dressed and making coffee. The doorbell began ringing the doorbell at 6:00 a.m. By 6:30, the buzz of male voices finally became a low roar and sleeping soundly was no longer an option.
I rolled over and grappled for my cell phone from which I called “home” and requested room service, a cup of coffee, black, please. Rick was struggling with the coffee pot but in just a few minutes managed to spare me about a half cup of coffee. By 8:00 a.m., finally presentable and ready for work, I made my way through the maze of coffee drinkers, visited a little and left them to continue talking about whatever 19 men find to talk about.
About 10:30 Saturday night, a Lifeline Helicopter landed in Daddy’s field near our house and airlifted our friend Frank Layson to the hospital. Jim Bilyeu visited some of the family before church Sunday morning and they think he may have had a stroke. We will continue praying for him.
I visited my Green Acres relatives, Newt & Billie Matthews, on Thursday evening. Billie had cataracts removed earlier in the week and between the two of them they were trying to get all of the prescribed drops put in her eyes, on time, all the time. I took some family pictures to her and she seemed to be seeing pretty well. We had a real good visit, just was not long enough!
On my way to work Friday, I stopped to see Bessie Braden Stombaugh and admired the dozen or so beautiful quilt tops hanging on her clotheslines. With her permission, I took some pictures; maybe will put them on my blog, www.dogwoodacresOnline.blogspot.com, sometime soon. There was also bright tulips blooming in her outdoor planters, but she said they have bloomed through the snow and ice, all winter long. Those are the kind of plants that do well for me too.
Maxine Ingenthron called last week inviting us to the weekend revival at Bryant Ridge. Rick is still coughing his head off and hated to sit through service and deal with that, so I went alone on Saturday night. It was good to be in church with friends there. Clarence and Candy Sims had just come from seeing his mom at the hospital. He said she was resting easier and might get to come home first of the week.
The evangelist was Glen Ledbetter from Wichita, Kansas. How well I remember when the Singing Ledbetter Family used to come to Forsyth School and hold concerts in the gymnasium. I think they also sang at Bradleyville School. It has been awhile since we have seen a school gymnasium packed out for a Gospel Concert. Those were good days. Bye for now.
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