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Carey
Chapel & Mt. Pleasant News Stones celebrate 66th anniversary The United Methodist Church, of Mt. Pleasant, hosted a blue grass gospel singing on Saturday night, August 19. The featured group was the Delta Blues. Congratulations to Marvin Curtis and Michelle Anderson on their marriage Saturday, August 19, at FBC, Mt. Pleasant. Team Kids will begin registration at FBC, Mt. Pleasant, on August 26. Sabrina McBride, daughter of Ken and Betty Guffy, is recuperating at her parents’ home after surgery. Congratulations to Mitch Sr. and Annie Ruth Stone on their 66th wedding anniversary. Mr. Stone was one of my husband’s favorite people. They worked together for several years. Clyde Joyner is a patient at Baptist Collierville Hospital after falling. Mary Ellen Godsey is at home recuperating after a fall at her home. There were no broken bones. Bobby Jones was rushed to Baptist Collierville Hospital recently. He is home improving. Our prayers are with these three. My neighbor and friend, Dixie Bumpas, passed away, Sunday afternoon at Collierville Baptist Hospital. She will be missed in our church and community. Sympathy is expressed to her family. I Remember When we were kids growing up, Daddy would plant an acre of watermelons to sell at the market and also to have plenty for the family to enjoy. It was our job to keep the grass out of the melon patch. When the time came for “laying them by,” we really had a big job. We had to bend over and flip all those long vines. We would turn them one way and Daddy would plow those strips with several kinds of plows, then we had to turn the vines back over in the opposite direction. After all of that turning we had the awful job of trying to straighten the vines back to their normal places. When all the hard work was completed we just sat back and waited for the juicy melons to ripen. One year there was a special melon I had been watching. Day by day it grew bigger and bigger. I hinted to Daddy one day that I thought it was ripe and ready to pick. As if reading my mind he informed me that we kids had better stay out of that watermelon patch. At that time we were still carrying water from a nearby spring. One day I got my bucket and sauntered off toward the spring. The melon patch just happened to be near the spring. I had already formed a plan in my mind for that trip and it wasn’t for water. I decided to go thump the big melon. Well, it sure seemed ripe to me and I thought to myself that surely Daddy wouldn’t miss this melon. So, I pulled it and wagged the heavy melon into some tall weeds in the shade of a tree. With a little help that melon popped right open exposing its juicy red fruit. I began to dig in. That melon was so big there was no way I could eat it all by myself, but I couldn’t take it home for the family. I sure did hate to throw the rest away, but out into the bushes it went. I went to the spring, washed my hands, got my bucket of water and headed home with a full stomach of melon. Mama had just put supper on the table and we all sat down to eat. For some reason I wasn’t very hungry. Mama thought something was wrong with me because I didn’t eat, but I insisted that I just wasn’t hungry. A day or so later I overheard Daddy telling Mama that his big melon was gone. I was sure my sins were about to find me out. I never did attempt to enlighten them on the subject; not one single word did I utter. Report News:
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