Tuesday of last week Doris Haynes came for a lovely visit. Years ago Fred and Doris Haynes were members of the National Farmer’s Organization (NFO) as well as Willie and me, and we were all dairy farmers. We had some busy and great times for a few years trying to help all farmers get a fair price for the products of their long hours and great labors. Doris and I reminisced about many things. In 1986 the Haynes moved up to Springfield and Willie and I moved our dairy operation to their farm. God had other plans for us and now we are two widows, catching up on those better although more difficult days.
Arlene Boeddeker and I went to the funeral last Thursday for Erma Cudney, which was well attended, the service nicely done, the eulogy touching. The new Dogwood Nazarene Church is very nice. I am fairly good at remembering faces, terrible at remembering names and would bet I’m not alone with that dysfunction. There were many nice folk there with whom to chat following the service. In all these years I’d not met Jamey Herd in person and took this opportunity to greet and hug her. A few nice folk made positive comments about this column and I reminded many that their input would be appreciated. The music was impressive and I would like to hear more of their playing and singing.
Rex Boeddeker and I made a trip later in the day on Thursday to Ava for grain and to fill up the gas containers. So, we dined at the Ruby Garden and again, I ate too much. As we were getting gas, lo and behold, there was Doris Haynes. She was with some other folk who were planning to take her home and we offered as we were going right by her place. Doris invited us to stop in and see the nice additions to her place and we promised to see more of each other.
Regina called from California after driving from Sunday afternoon to Wednesday night. Pulling the trailer slowed her down a bit, and having her pets along. Justin was to the “are we there yet” stage. She was truly tickled to hear that Randy’s cow adopted Regina’s two bottle calves after that cow lost her own calf a bit early. That is a little bit less for Rex and Arlene to take care of. Kim Fincher hauled two of Randy’s horses back to the farm and the three horses soon became acquainted again (momma and two of her offspring).
Sitting on my porch one evening enjoying the hummingbirds, eating some watermelon (and thinking the southerners have it right!) I couldn’t help but wonder at the cars speeding by, and I do mean speeding. A few days ago someone asked me if I’d used some voodoo on this hill as there was another accident recently just west of me. The answer is speeding and not paying attention to the road. I don’t stick needles into dolls, don’t burn incense, don’t conjure up evil spirits and, I don’t stir a cauldron over a wood fire.
“Wars in old times were made to get slaves. The modern implement of imposing slavery is debt.” American poet Ezra Pound (1885- 1972)
Apparently there are a few in the Dogwood Community who are a bit under the weather. Please keep all in your prayers. I know this column doesn’t compare well with the one our dear Eva Garrison did for this community for so many years but hopefully she would smile about it once in awhile. God bless, be well, and call me with your tidbits!
Pleasant Ridge Baptist from the desk of Jamey Herd:
With saddened heart we report the passing of dear friend and neighbor, Erma Cudney. I received the word of her passing on my way home from Wichita last Sunday. There was a large crowd at the visitation and funeral. The funeral was held at the new Dogwood Nazarene Church. It was my first time to get to see their new building. A luncheon was served after the funeral for family and friends.
I had traveled out to Augusta, Kansas last weekend with my daughter, Susan Doyle and family for the Baptism of my grandson, Kyle. Kyle is the son of youngest daughter, Janice and husband Robert Scott. We made the trip out on Saturday and returned on Sunday afternoon to Carl Junction. I returned home on Monday afternoon. It was very hot with the temperature over 100 on Sunday. The Baptismal Service was held outside using a stock tank. Due to the drought water is very scarce in that area.
After the service we traveled into Wichita for lunch at IHOP where I had quite a scare. While eating pancakes and an omelet a piece of pancake went into my windpipe. My air was cut off for a short time before I could start breathing again. I am still having problems with my voice and swallowing.
Pleasant Ridge Baptist enjoyed a good day in the Lord with the attendance of Jim Cudney and daughter, Cindy Winslow, and granddaughter, Amy Perry. Cindy blessed us with a special song. Other specials were done by Katryn and Skylar. Wanda Dugan was unable to attend this week. Pastor Carl brought the morning message from the Book of Mathew 16: 13-20. At the end of service Scott and Brenda Dinwiddie came forward for membership. Eva Garrison is shouting in Heaven for her grandson, Scott.
Laveta and Susie had 11 children in Children’s Church. Laveta had dyed pasta and the children made necklaces. The children also went to the Jump Around in Seymour last Saturday. There were 13 children that attended.
Until next week, God Bless and keep you.
