BY CAROL GUNTER
A new week and sure hope it’s a good one for all of you. Remember to give thanks to the one above that has given it to you. Be kind and courteous to all those you come in contact with each day and most likely you will get the same in return.
Saw Ralph Gunter at the store yesterday and Russell Taylor. Somehow in the conversation, Ralph brought it up about a very large circle at this certain residence with all the grass inside the circle being dead and it’s been this way for a few years now. There was speculation that this might have been from a flying saucer. There has already been information given to me of another large circle just like this that appeared a lot of years ago at another home. I do not think this is a coincidence. A lady a few weeks back was telling me about two little green men being seen over at Half Acre some 30 odd years ago.
Some mysterious happenings on the mountain that this girl “believes were there is smoke there is generally a fire.”
Now, Half Acre is where Clyde’s domain is and he’s supposed to report the comings and goings of the little green people to me and only me so I can keep everyone abreast of the happenings that they need to know about. That is why he would be on the payroll if there was one. I guess if he was paid, we could really get the low down on these aliens. He is their friend now, and he’s not going to divulge very much for me to go on. Will let you know if he opens up and tells the whole story about them and their real whereabouts and now long they have been here. He’s pretty old, so he may have forgotten some facts but I’m quite sure he’s like Bernie, he knows more than he’s telling. Who knows, maybe Bernie and Clyde are on the little green men’s payroll and are being paid to keep quiet. This is definitely one those cold cases like you see on TV that ever after all this time, there has got to be evidence out there somewhere to prove what we are really thinking _ they do exist! (maybe in our imagination at least.)
The hummingbirds are getting restless and are flying pretty close to me to let me know their feeders are empty. Already knew that but had to finish up writing about our favorite little aliens, before I replenish the feeders.
Please do keep in prayer: Edith Miller, Denise Stanton and Carlon and Mai Nell Melton and Donna Lawson.
Looking at all the trees on the mountain behind our house brings to mind Aubrey and a friend of his Donnie Barrett /or “Beanpole” as Aubrey called him. Donnie Had a few guys who helped him cut down timber and haul those logs to the different lumber yards around.
Donnie and his crew knew how to cut and move timber at a rapid pace. I can’t remember who many feet a week of logs they cut and delivered to the log yards but was staggering. When these guys worked, they worked hard. Sometimes they would just stop and take off to Florida or somewhere to go fishing and the fish they brought back were whoppers. I can related to how big these fish were as I saw some of them. Aubrey told me more than once that he loved logging more that anything else he had ever done in his life as there was such a peacefulness being there in the woods and enjoying nature and what God had created.
If you have any news for the column, just give me a call at (615) 563-4429. Have a great day!
“Ye that love the Lord, hate evil: He preserveth the souls of His saints; He delivereth them out of the hand of the wicked.”