Thursday, January 11, 2007
Carey Chapel & Mt. Pleasant News
The Storehouse setting for birthday celebration honoring Leroy Thompson
Love and sympathy are expressed to the Floyd family in the death of their loved one Jimmy Floyd of Florence, Alabama.
Tommy and Elaine Goode visited Arnold and Kathy Goode over the New Year’s weekend. Elaine visited her mother, Mable Paton, at Trinity Mission. Tommy and Elaine are in the process of moving to West Virginia to start a new job with World Vision Ministries. Their ministry will focus on the people of the Appalachian Mountains.
Fred Brown is home from Baptist Hospital in Collierville. He and wife Charlotte are both doing better. Continue to pray for them.
Kathy Goode received a good report from her doctor on Wednesday and will return to work on Monday. I went along with her and afterwards we went shopping at the Wolfchase Mall.
Dallas and Christy Hunsucker are the proud parents of a daughter who was born January 4, at Methodist Hospital in Germantown, Tenn. She weighed nine pounds, 11 ounces and was 23 inches long. Her name is Zoe Elizabeth Kay. Grandparents are Peggy and Rocky Hunsucker and Micky and Gina Hodge. Great-grandparents are Harold and Myrtis Todd.
Kathy and Arnold Goode and I visited Lovie Barry and several family members, including my niece Mary Lou Barry from Carrollton, Texas, last Friday evening.
Happy birthday to Leroy Thompson who was 84 on January 5. He celebrated with family members and friends at the Storehouse Restaurant in Slayden.
I remember a time growing up when I was going to prove to my sister that poison ivy didn’t break out on me. My sister was so allergic to it that if she even walked close to it she would break out with the itchy rash.
We were playing near the house when she noticed some poison oak growing on a tree near by. She began to run. I questioned her as to what was the matter and she hollered, “That’s poison oak on that tree!”
I replied, “So what, it doesn’t break out on me and I’ll prove it to you.”
With that I pulled some of the ivy and rubbed it on my hands. For it to be authentic I put some in my mouth and chewed it. I’m sure my sister thought I was some kind of nut and in a few days that sure proved to be true.
First my hands began to itch and burn. By the next morning you can imagine what a sight I was. Even the inside of my mouth was broken out, not to mention that my eyes were swollen shut. For the next several days I couldn’t even eat.
Making a doctor’s visit during the “depression days” was out of the question, unless it was a dire emergency. So, Daddy took the powder from one of his shot gun shells and mixed it with sweet milk. He rubbed the mixture all over my itchy patches. I don’t think it did much good. I lay on the bed thinking that I would never do anything so stupid again. I found out that poison oak is nothing to mess around with.
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