Everything is good on Little Creek with all coming down to reality after a holiday of abandoned diets and abundant over indulgent delicious food. Most of us cook more healthy meals with low fat and low sugar and less white carbs on other days and so then meals may be better, but so many other things are added that are probably as bad or worse. Lots of my family cook from scratch as their forefathers and mothers did. This is the best food of all. But then I’m happy with a pan of cornbread and beans and an onion and milk. That’s what I’m having tonight along with a pan fried catfish steak. I’m not hard to cook for. I’m enjoying Charlie’s sweet potatoes, best baked.
We now have a short span of a month before another holiday. I don’t have any planning to do because I enjoy a worshipful family gathering with all my family together in peace and harmony. I do not buy for Christmas nor do I send cards. Postage is so costly. I only send out greetings and best wishes via my Herald contributions. I benefit in more ways than one by getting to send items to the paper each week, which I have done since Aunt Audre retired from it in the early 50’s, nearly 60 years ago, a lot of writing folks. I’m ready to turn over the job to someone else as soon as someone volunteers or maybe before they do. I hope I’ll still be an honorary recipient of the Herald.
I was so happy to hear sweet Candy’s voice when Candy Lane called me Saturday. Candy was a first grade student of mine as was her twin, Claude. Candy never let’s me forget that she took a love pat spanking for writing on her desk. She says she took the spanking for Claude who was actually the little “author” of the penned contribution of the many on the desks at Clark.
Also I recorded a Christmas card with picture and update on the family of Hildred Knight. Ruby is growing up fast and Hildred has a handsome and beautiful family. It was good to hear from Hildred.
Seasons Greetings to all my friends and it seems the season which we call Christmas is in full swing. At least the commercial aspect of it is. We hear of so many shopping days left in the count down, but instead it is never heard so many days left before we celebrate in worship the most important event in the history of creation – the humble birth of a Babe who was born to die on a cross for the forgiveness of sings. Jesus should be the “reason for the season.”
That is what Jamie and everyone involved in the production of a play at Clark Church is hoping to instill in the minds of the young performers. The play will be on December 19 at 10:30 a.m. and everyone is invited.
Sunday church service was a blessing as most all our church family was in attendance and in accord. Karen stayed home to cook Thanksgiving dinner for my family. All my family enjoyed a bountiful dinner together with only Donna, Jessica and Ruby Lee and J.J. and Terry’s daughter. Others were absent and missed very much. Ruby had to be in the emergency room for a possible blood clot in her leg. Jean, Rusty and Autum came after dinner. We all have so much to be thankful for.
I had two scrumptious Thanksgiving meals this year. Thursday, Thanksgiving Day, at least the one designated as a holiday, Kasey picked me up during a cold, rainy morning and took me to Theodosia for dinner with him and Terry and family. We had a good family gathering with lots of small children. Children are the group of people I enjoy the best. Johnny and Alta Schofield and their extended family, Terry’s sister, Patty and family and I have yet to get everyone straightened as to who belonged to who. Willard and Adam and Leonard and Bev where present in spirit and well represented by a beautiful family. I was most happy to be with everybody. I thank Kasey and Terry for inviting me. We came home through snow.
Greg and Karen went to Norma’s for dinner Thursday. Greg deep fried the turkey. In fact he did two – one for Norma’s dinner and one for Karen’s. I ate a delicious perfect turkey, in fact two. Terry’s was baked and also perfect.
Jim and Jean’s family were present for dinner and their annual trek to Mtn. Home on so called “Black Friday.” The girls and Jean do this each year for more relaxed shopping. Jeans says they do not advertise specials for a black Friday nor do they open at midnight for hoards of shoppers waiting in the cold to be first for things. She says it is so nice and the people are different in a good way. They met the men folk back at the Antlers for supper. This is also a tradition for the men to do what they do best – fish. They eat out and save the good stuff for a home cookout with fish and Mom’s good cornbread and possibly beans and potatoes.
Carla and Jerry Kiser visited the Frye’s one day, their only visitors other than family.
I don’t have Jo’s news since she doesn’t call me and I find her phone busy all morning. I’m sure they had family for the holiday.
As did all the other families up and down Little Creek.
I hear from Vonda Stine, my good energetic little home helper that she is doing better health wise. She took a leave to recuperate from possible side effects of a prescribed drug. I am trying to keep my house in order with the help of my girls and this morning at noon I am about half done. I can only be on my feet in bursts of short energy and then I must sit for a while.
I wish happy days ahead for all my friends who are faithful readers and who encourage with calls and in person when I meet someone on shopping days. I’m always very happy when you tell me I always read of people on Little Creek through your items and I think how blessed I have been to connect with so many and to keep in touch with childhood friends who live far away from the best place of God’s creation – at least in my view point. Give me a call or drop me a note as does my special friend, Lorene. I appreciate Lorene. She’s about the only one of my generation still living here and Granville Beasley. Granville is my Uncle Orville’s age and the only one of that bunch of best buddies still living.
I sure hope River Stillwood is doing okay. We have been concerned that she hasn’t written lately. Best wishes to her and our prayers are with you Miss River!
Good day from Little Creek!
