Thursday, April 26, 2007
Chapel & Mt. Pleasant News
Ken and Betty Guffy visit family in Dallas, Texas
Several ladies from FBC, Mt. Pleasant, enjoyed dinner out at the Cracker Barrel in Olive Branch last Friday night.
Howard and Carol Gardner visited their daughter, Cheryl and family, in Columbia, Tenn. last weekend. They had planned to attend “Mule Day,” but didn’t get to attend due to rain and cold weather.
Ken and Betty Guffy visited their daughter and family for a week in Dallas, Texas.
Glenwood Cothern, from the Clear Creek community, visited in the community last week.
Dr. Ted Rendall was the guest speaker at FBC, Mt. Pleasant on Sunday, April 22. He is a resident speaker with Oxford International Ministries and also former president of Prairie Bible Institute. Pastor Rob Finley and wife, Judy will be leading a prayer ministry seminar in Kentucky.
My Grandma Gardner was a good cook. Her apple roll and peach cobbler were out of this world. Her butter rolls were mouth watering. I liked to visit her because I loved her, but her good cooking was an added attraction.
One day I was visiting her while the others were in the field working. Grandma was cooking dinner and I was outside playing in the big front and back yards. I remember all the pretty flowers she grew. I would go from flower to flower smelling them. I also loved watching the beautiful colored butterflies in her flowers. I can vividly remember a big old rose bush and the big pecan tree that stood in the back yard. My favorite place to play was under the branches of that big old tree.
I remember as I played that day I became mad at myself. (Now, I don’t remember why.) I ran around the house hitting and slapping myself and crying, or rather acting like I was crying.
Grandma was standing in the kitchen door when she saw me carrying on. She though a wasp had stung me, but I quickly said, “Don’t get excited Grandma, I’m just whipping myself.”
She began to laugh and kept laughing. She said she had lived a long time but that was the first time she had ever seen anyone whip themselves.
Dinner time came and Grandma went back in the house to get the old cow horn. She blew it everyday to let the workers know that it was dinner time. She could blow that horn so loud that it would make your ears hurt.
Grandma lived to be 102 years old. I can remember her telling many tales about her grandchildren, but I believe she told the story about me whipping myself more than any of them. She would get a big laugh every time she would tell anyone. I was lucky to have a grandmother to live so long and be able to accumulate so many memories of her.
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