Thursday, July 20, 2006
Chapel & Mt. Pleasant News
Keenagers enjoy “Olde Fashion Box Lunch”
The youth at FBC, Mt. Pleasant, will be going to camp at Lake Forrest Ranch in Macon, on July 17-21.
Tony Kelly celebrated his 70th birthday, with all the birthday trimmings, on Saturday, July 15, in the fellowship hall at Carey Chapel Baptist Church from 2-4 p.m. There were a host of friends and relatives to help him celebrate.
Shirley Bolden and Sybil Teel spent several days as patients at the Baptist Collierville Hospital recently . A get well wish is sent to both of these.
Brett Norton, son of Betty Anderson, is going back to Iraq for his third tour of duty soon. Please keep him in your prayers.
Allison Russell, granddaughter of Don Bumpas, was carried to LeBonheur Children’s Hospital recently for medical tests. Our prayers are with her and her family.
Funeral services were held for Jennifer May, age 15, at Mt. Moriah Baptist Church, in Laws Hill, on Saturday, July 8. Rev. Arnold Goode officiated. Burial was in the Mt. Moriah Cemetery. Please pray for Jennifer’s family and her church family at Mt. Moriah.
Mr. And Mrs. Jack Hurdle, from Memphis, visited Morris and Annette Jowers on Wednesday. They also came to visit me. We had a very nice visit.
Amy, Hunter, and twins Cole and Cade Palmer, along with their grandmother Martha Fant, visited me last Saturday.
Twenty Keenagers, from Carey Chapel Baptist Church, enjoyed an “Olde Fashion Box Lunch” recently. The theme was based on an old tradition where girls made a lunch in a pretty box and the boys would bid on them. They would then share the box lunch.
Keenage chairman, Nancy Boyd, auctioned off each box. The group had a joyful time bidding on the pretty lunch boxes. They raised $551 to be used towards the purchase of a Keenage-Teenage bus. One box lunch brought $51. Others ranged from $15 to $50. The food was all really delicious. Minnie Edwards baked a pineapple cake that brought $35. A special thank you goes to Miss Minnie.
The group was surprised after lunch when Nancy Boyd led them in playing games. The first game was basketball (using a Nerf ball) in which many were very good. The goal was to shoot three baskets. There were four Keenagers who tied with 2 out of 3. After a shoot off B.J. Clark was the star shooter, beating out his wife June. Lillian Cargill and Dot Doris did very well against B.J. also. The group agreed he had an advantage because of his height.
The next game was dropping clothes pins in a fruit jar. Dot Doris was the winner of this great old game, but wasn’t able to get all 6 into the jar.
Nadine White introduced the old game called, “Who You’re With, Where You Are, What You Doing?” Everyone enjoyed the hilarious outcome of the statements when this game was played.
Next the group played “Gossip,” the game that proves one should never gossip because it never comes back the same at it started.
Everyone agreed that their favorite game of the day was “The Big Race.” There was lots of cheering for contestants Clyde Joyner, with her walker, Edna Joyner with her walking cane, and Nadine White with her walking cane. These three ladies have been practicing for years, but never realized it. The only rule in the race was to walk not run. Clyde Joyner won “The Big Race,” but was accused by the other two of having an unfair advantage because of the wheels on her walker.
All winners received prizes of key chains from Alaska or England purchased by Nancy Boyd while on mission trips.
Next month the Keenagers will meet on August 1, at 11:30 a.m. The theme will be a Hawaiian luau. Everyone is asked to bring a Hawaiian dish. All senior citizens are invited to join in this time of fun and fellowship at Carey Chapel.
The farm I grew up on was very much like “Old McDonald’s” farm. Daddy loved all animals and fowls and had many different kinds of each. Once he had an old gander that was as mean as a junk yard dog.
In the morning when I went to the barn to milk the cow the old gander would always be waiting at the gate, so he could pick a fight. We kids would run at him and then run back. He would then run at us with his wings all spread out and his long neck stretched out ready to pinch us. Mama had warned us about picking at him, but you know how kids are, they don’t always listen.
One morning as I went to the barn to milk the cow I missed the old gander. He was nowhere in sight. As I walked to the barn I wondered where he was and what could have happened to him. I squatted down and milked the cow. I was almost finished when, to my surprise, something came up behind me and pinched me on the backside. I jumped up screaming, scaring the cow so bad that she kicked over the bucket of milk. The milk splashed all over me from head to toe. I grabbed a stick, but it was too late. The old gander ran off honking as if to say, “Goody, goody, I got you this time.” I was so angry at that old goose I could have killed him. But, I knew better. He was Daddy’s favorite.
I went to the house drenched in milk. When I told Mama what had happened she wasn’t the least bit sympathetic. She said “That’s good enough for you, I’ve told you over and over to leave that old gander alone.” I’m pretty sure she was upset about the spilled milk too.
I never learned to love that old fowl, but I did learn to be on the alert and never turn my back on him again.
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