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Carey
Chapel & Mt. Pleasant News 50th wedding celebration to honor Boyds Sunday Charles and Nancy Boyd will celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary on Saturday, May 26, at Carey Chapel Baptist Church from 2-5 p.m. Everyone is invited to attend this happy occasion. Several in the community attended funeral services for Brandy Barkley and Dustin Joyner on May 7, at the Holly Springs Funeral Home. Brandy was buried in Slayden Cemetery and Dustin in Carey Chapel Cemetery. Love and sympathy are expressed to both of these families. Christine McCandless is improving at home after several days as a patient at the Baptist Collierville Hospital. A get well wish is sent to her. LeeAnne Edwards is at home recuperating after recent surgery at Baptist Desoto Hospital. A get well wish is sent to her. Nancy Boyd came by to visit me on Wednesday. She is such a nice lady. Ailee Coopwood attended the birthday party for Hanna Grace Styers, of Millington, on Saturday May 12. Arnold and Kathy Goode and I enjoyed dessert with Ken and Berry Guffey at their home on Monday afternoon. Bill Harris is scheduled for surgery at Baptist Memphis Hospital on Friday. Bill needs our prayers. A get well wish is sent to him. Arnold and Kathy Goode attended the graduation of their son Paul, from basic training at Fort Benning, GA, on May 10. Paul will begin Officer’s Training School on May 14, at Fort Benning. The Goodes are in the process of moving to Missouri where Arnold has been called as pastor of FBC, Sweet Springs. Thirty-one Keenagers enjoyed a covered dish luncheon on May 1, at 11:30 at Carey Chapel Baptist Church. Afterwards everyone enjoyed a flower show. Everyone was given seven flowers, a ribbon and a bud vase to arrange a bouquet for a contest. There was a different competition for the women and the men. Winners in the women’s division were first place, Pearl Kelly; second place, Melba Langner; and third place, Carrie Walker. Men’s division was first place, Charles Boyd; second place, Kent Bumpas; and third place O.E. Langner. Each winner was given a certificate, but all participants were winners because there were so many beautiful arrangements for the flower show. The Keenagers will meet again on June 5, at 11:30 a.m., for lunch and a fun activity. All seniors are invited to attend. I Remember When I was just a young girl I really liked to fish, and still do. I would spend hours on the pond bank, daydreaming and hoping that someday that big fish would come along and bite my hook. Daddy would cut a bunch of cane from the “bottom” for fishing poles. Back then we didn’t know what a piece of nylon cord was, so Mama saved the strings from flour sacks and fertilizer sacks for us to use as fishing lines. Daddy would tie the string to the pole, used a nail for the sinker and a cork, from a snuff bottle, with a hole pinched in the middle for the floater. Then he put the fish hook on the end. I remember one particular day that I wanted to go fishing and I couldn’t get any of the family to go with me. Well, I decided to go by myself. With a tin can and a shovel in my hand I went to the barn to dig bait. I found plenty of bait, then picked up a bucket off the porch to put my fish in. Throwing the pole over my shoulder, away I went to the pond. I baited my hook and threw it into the water. It seems that I sat there for ages just waiting and thinking of that big fish I was going to catch. I became discouraged after catching several little ones, so I decided to put a grub worm on my hook. After so long a time and still no luck, my arms grew tired, I laid the pole down beside me and became interested in a mother bird nearby in a tree, feeding her family. All at once my pole went into the water and I had to do some scrambling to get it before it got away from me. I was so excited as I said to myself, “I’ve caught a big one this time.” I was having a heck of a time trying to get him to the bank. I pulled and pulled. I finally I got him close enough to see that it wasn’t a big fish, but a turtle. Just as I got him to the edge of the bank my line broke! Line, hook and turtle all, gone! I went home a very disappointed girl. I wasn’t any happier when after I told my story, Daddy said, “You know the big one always gets away.” Report News:
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