Connie Porter Contributing Columnist
September 13, 2013
Ailene, Donnie, and I went to Union’s Veteran Park today for the 2013 Advocacy Meeting. The mayors and some council members from the surrounding towns were there with us. This is to make us aware of the bills introduced in the House and Senate this season. We need to keep our legislators aware of what projects that need to be addressed in our towns, and try to get their support. We also had a great lunch prepared by Midway. Thank you Mayor Thompson.
We got back from Spartanburg a little late, had to empty the car with the buys for home and then I made a few trips back and forth across the street to take the beauty supplies that I also had to buy. So by the time I got back into the house it was after midnight.
I settled on the couch to watch a little TV, and tried to turn it on and guess what! I had my set of keys and pushed the button to open my car door, instead of the remote control.
That’s kind of like the time my niece called me and I could hear her on the answering machine, and I kept saying hello and couldn’t get any results. I had the TV remote up to my ear instead. Either I get in too big of a hurry or I stay tired.
Before I forget, I need to change the date for the bridge meeting. It is now on Thursday, Oct 17, still at the Family Life Center (used to be National Guard Armory) behind the Hot Spot. The building is on Armory Road. For some of you that don’t know the area, that road is on the opposite side of the Freewill Church. You all need to come and voice your opinion, even if you don’t live in Lockhart. This meeting is at 5 p.m.
Remember In Prayer
I went to the nursing home to fix Margaret Montgomery’s hair Monday, and found that she was back at the hospital. This is where she was the Monday before, also. Now she’s at Spartanburg Regional, but tomorrow she may be somewhere else. Please pray for her.
Buster Dabbs and Joe Burns are sharing a room at Oakmont for rehab, lets pray that they both get stronger and well.
Judy Sprouse is like Margaret, traveling from the nursing home (rehab) to regional every so many days, I miss her but can’t keep up with her either. She needs all your prayers, also.
I see Essie Vincent and Debbie Rash at Ellen Sager, also. Audrey Vincent and Virginia Foster are daily visitors, there.
Tug Lee just came home from rehab and celebrated her 92nd birthday last Sunday, I heard that the family gave her a cookout at Shelly and Troy’s house.
You know that if you are like the rest of us and are tired of looking at all the weeds on the rock wall, we would like to invite you to bring your weed whackers and help poor Donnie Adams to clean that area. We extended the invitation to the county to bring us help, but they can’t help until November. We really need it now, and you can call Town Hall at 545-2103, or if you know Donnie, just tell him.
Johnny Gibson did come and clean up a very bad area up on the hill and I saw the pictures of it and I want to say, along with the mayor and council members, Thank You very much.
We have a “Noah’s Ark” at our playground, it was put up last Friday, and the little ones have had a great time sliding down it. And just like everything we get for the little ones, the teenagers love sitting and standing on it, maybe to see how sturdy it is and how long it takes to break it. Now after awhile the newness will wear off and they will leave it alone.
Let’s see — someone donated two baby swings last year and the teens had to see if their butts would fit in them. We had picnic tables to stand on to see how they would withstand, and had to be replaced. Swinging on beams of the pavilion, oh let’s not forget the train set that Hugh and June made so they could stand on and jump on and off on. That had to be repaired.
We have a nice basketball court for the teens, and if you can think of something else we could try to get for them, please call us with a suggestion.
Few civilians know what a quartermaster does. So during my aircraft carrier’s Family Day, I demonstrated a procedure called semaphore — I grabbed my flags and signaled an imaginary ship.
Then I asked a little girl, “Now do you know what I do?”
She said, “You’re a cheerleader.”
How To Live Your Life
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.
X Doesn’t Mark The Spot
Two would be fishermen rented a boat, and one caught a large fish. “We should mark the spot,” he said.
The other man drew a large X in the bottom of the boat with a black marker.
“That’s no good,” said the first man. “Next time out we may not get the same boat.”
Well it’s after 2 a.m. and I’m going to bed, but you can call me at work, whenever you want to with some news. Good night. 545-6652.
Oh, and I’m going to take a lot of notes this week so if you come in be careful what you tell me, I may just write about it.