By CAROL GUNTER
Steven and Jessica Warren have returned home from their trip to the Bahamas. Jessica, your Granny Ruth said you guys had a really good time while you were there. I am very happy that everything went well for you both. Love you.
Also, Ruth doing well, and so are her sisters Peggy (“The Diva”) as this girl sure has quite a talent/flair for dressing in such style to the hilt as they say and also Shirley (“The Trooper”). I’ve already explained earlier why I gave her this nickname. Now I’m just wondering what do I call Ruth. I am still pondering my options very seriously on this matter. Certainly I will leave no stone unturned in this dilemma I am now facing.
Had a delightful conversation with my sister-in-law/sister, Fay, this morning. She is doing well and always staying busy with so many activities she is active in.
Saturday morning it certainly looked like a light snow had fallen over night at our house. The heavy frost was on everything as I looked out our patio doors. The old saying about “frost on the pumpkin” was very evident here. As long as it was on the pumpkin and not me, I will be okay.
Yesterday, Friday, October 25th, marked the eighteenth year since a very dear Christian lady, Mrs. Annie Bell Preston, left us here on the mountain. Such fond and beautiful memories I recall about her. Miss Annie Bell, as I called her, you were so well respected and admired by all those that knew you or anything about you. You, for this girl, will be loved always and grateful to God for your presence in my life.
Talked with my very good friend Diane Evans on Monday. Please be keeping her in prayer as well as Chloe Evelyn Bogle and Denise Stanton, and Edith Miller.
Good friends of mine Billy Joe Vincion and his wife Barbara were in Alabama Monday at their daughter (Tammy) and son-in-law’s to help out as Tammy had come home from having gall bladder surgery. Happy to report everything went okay. Also, Monday, October 28th, was Barbara’s birthday. Of course, I wished her a very happy birthday.
It appears as though the turkeys (I mean the feathered kind) are taking over here on the mountain as they seem to be popping out of the trees and bushes everywhere. It will not be long till a turkey with all the trimmings will be adorning our table in such splendor with so many side items of good food to accent the gracious meal that we all sure need to give many, many thanks to God for and for all those bountiful blessings he bestows upon us all throughout the year! As we all probably have more than we really need, why not give to others who don’t possibly have as much. Giving to others, if you can, should be just not at Thanksgiving or at Christmas time, but anytime during the year, because these times that we are living in warrants helping those who are trying to make do as best they can, but are having difficulty getting by. Just do something good for someone but do not say anything about this to anyone. God knows you and what you have done out of love. He will reward you accordingly.
Wayne Gunter called me on Monday to see how I was doing and I told him I had received the worship and praise CD he had sent me that the choir at his church had made. They are so talented and annointed in their singing. I am so proud of the CD and am playing it constantly, especially in my truck. Thank you a bunch, Wayne.
Speaking of trucks, a few years back “Aubrey’s” Aunt Nornia was in a Nashville hospital. Somehow in the round, Jo was going to ride down with us to see their Auunt Nornia. Well, “Aubrey” and I had to help Jo up in my truck as it is a 4-wheel drive. Of course, we got tickled over all that transpired from this, and Jo named my truch the Monster truck. You can only imagine with any kind of imagination how hilarious this has been for all of us. When “Aubrey” would say something about my truck, he would from that day on refer to it as the Monster truck and just grin. Yesterday as I pulled into Short Mtn. Market, there set what I would definitely say was really a huge monster of a truck. It was a Ford truck, yes I know it is my Chevy’s competition, but to me, it could possibly have been twice the size of my truck just looking at it. I try to always give credit where credit is due. Anyway, I did not park too close to it - as I feared it might gobble up my turck and it’s not even Thanksgiving yet. Yes, it was that intimidating and if my truck could talk, it would have no doubt thanked me, I’m sure. I’ve got to let Jo know about this monster of a truck for sure up here on the mountain!
Betty Gunter doing good as I got to talk to her this evening. She wasn’t expecting any trick or treaters, since the weather was so bad. Miss Kitty and Misty were resting comfortably on her sofa. Those kitty ccats sure have it made. Betty has such a big heart and is such a loving person. You are tops in my book.
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