“Therefore, will I also deal in fury, mine eye shall not spare, neither will I have pity and though they cry in mine ears with a loud voice, yet will I not hear them,” Ezekiel 8:18.
Monday, Labor Day, my sister, Christine Clayton, and my brother, Orville Clayton, and wife, Sandy, and son, Matthew, went back home to Illinois. After they left, Gary and I went to St. John’s Hospital in Springfield to visit his mother, Maxine Turner. After we got back that evening we went to our neighbors, Gary and Janet Martin’s home for a cookout. Around 30 or so people were there. We visited with old high school classmate, Larry Joe Miller. I hadn’t seen him since high school. I was talking to Phyllis Bentley. Phyllis had drove by herself to Nebraska to visit family for a week. All enjoyed the get-together.
Tuesday afternoon, Gary and I went back to St. John’s Hospital to visit his mother again. Vicki Goodman, Regina Ross and David were there also. Maxine is now in the Ava nursing home.
My sympathy to the James Coonts family.
Saturday, Ralph and Dana Brazeal and Howard and Ella Faye Mitchell went to John and Zamber Little’s home for Wyatt Wharton’s birthday party. Wyatt was 5 years old Monday (12th).
Sunday evening coming home from church a small deer ran into the pickup. The first one was a faster runner. I couldn’t brake fast enough.
I visited with Kenerd, Norma and Belinda Lawrence before church Sunday evening.
Happy Birthday to Uncle Rayford Clayton on the 17th and Aunt Lena Brown on the 19th and Aunt Brooksie Graves on the 26th.
