By CAROL GUNTER
Good morning to all of you this Monday morning and I hope you are all doing okay and that you got to attend church on Sunday to worship and praise the Lord. Do not know what I would do if I didn't have Jesus guiding my footsteps.
Spent a little time after church Sunday at Glenda's store (Dekalb Market) and got to talk with Jackie (our Yankee) as Aubrey called her. Certainly had been a while since I had seen her. A hug, of course, is always welcomed and the conversation with her divine. She works a different shift than Deb and Spider so I've got to keep in touch with her.
Wayne Gunter and I having a delightful chit-chat for a few minutes on Saturday. He and his family all doing okay. Also, got to talk with Betty Gunter and she and her family are doing well. Naturally we had to talk about her kitty cats Miss Kitty and Misty. She simply adores her cats. They are so much company to her and doesn't everyone consider their pets family?
Saturday I thought I was going to have to send out a spider alert for George my garden spider as he was M.I.A. He wasn't in his web all day Friday and I just assumed the worst had happened to him. Around noon on Saturday there he was back in his web. Sure was happy he was back as I had got used to him just hanging around. Cannot find out anything from him or about his whereabouts for that day and a half, as he's not talking. I'm just glad he's back.
Received a call from Dorothy Hobbs, or Dot, on Sunday evening. Had been a spell since I've talked to her. We just picked up I guess you would say where we last left off. We both enjoy the show "In the Heat of the Night" and talked about it and its characters that are so interesting on the show. Compared with other shows on TV today, this one's a winner by far for us.
Neighbor Lynn Underwood came down for a few minutes on Sunday evening. Also, neighbor Ashley Richardson stopped in for a few minutes.
Over the years some really fun moments went on in Aubrey's shop. I found out about them usually later on. One night a cat had a tin can tied to its tail. Can't think of who would do that can you? You can only imagine the shine that cat had over that as it was running around the shop over objects under probably a dozer or a truck trying to get away from the can. Aubrey said he knew the cat couldn't get under the doors to get out because the openings way too small, or so he thought, but I guess the cat was sort of like Wendy Bagwell in the song about those rattlesnakes and was going to get out of there one way or the other as he made a daring dash under one of the doors with the can still attached to his tail and he could be heard in the distance still running in those gravels with that can still clanging away. Another time which was I imagine the funniest was when duct tape was put on a cat's paws. I guess you could say the cat was dancing up a storm as it was trying to get the tape off its paws. A lot of laughter going on at the expense of the cats, but the can and the tape were removed and didn't stay on them too long. The cats were petted so much they were about rotten and gluttons for all this mischief by Aubrey and would always come back for more. After Aubrey would tell me about what they did to the cats, I would say surely you didn't do that Aubrey to which he would look at me and, of course, give me that grin.
Food delivered to my patio door last night by my good neighbors that are looking out for me. Had already had supper but could not resist the smell of that good food as I just had to dig in. Quite miserable after making a pig out of myself. Sure glad the Tums were in the cabinet.
Talked a while with Mai Nell Melton Monday night. Carlon still not feeling well. Do keep him in prayer. Others we need to remember in prayer: Denise Stanton, Jeff Brown, Bobby Taylor, Edith Miller, Donna Lawson, the Kenny Rhody family, and Chloe Evelyn Bogle.
Read with a lot of interest Courier Editor Mike West's take on some of the scary tales about our Short Mountain in the October 22nd edition of the Courier. Talking about that devil's hole that is on my side of the mountain that I have never visited and probably never will even though it is just down the road from where I live. Stories over the years abounding about that devil's hole. The one that sticks in my mind was that horses and a wagon were lost in that devil's hole. So many different versions people would tell about it. If there was a chance I might have fallen in there, well, that was the very reason I didn't show up there. I did not know that Mr. Urby Danial was Mike's cousin. I respected Mr. Urby just like everyone else did. He was quite an intelligent man. Gosh, talking about Mrs. Mag Purser just about brought tears to my eyes as I loved that woman so much as she lived in a house that once stood across from my homeplace. That was the same house that Mr. Paul Murphy, his wife, and son perished in from a fire twenty some odd years ago. Loved to be around Aunt Mag as we called her. She had a good disposition and a very jovial person she was. Listening to her made my day - stole away every chance I could to be in her presence.
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Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.
2 Corinthians 5:17