Thursday, August 11, 2011
Happy 10th birthday Thomas Stewart
Mary Glen and Patrick Carlton of Birmingham, Ala., were the weekend guests of Vicki and Walter Webb. Joining them were Carole Webb and Jeremy Glidewell of Franklin, Tenn.
Thomas Stewart celebrated his 10th birthday with a hotdog cookout at his home Saturday. His peewee football team was invited, as well as other guests. Party goers enjoyed playing touch football on the front lawn, great food and spending Thomas’ birthday with him. Happy birthday, Thomas!
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Mother Nature delivers heat and strong storms; Christmas tour coming
This week we have had a simmering prelude to hell on earth and if hell is hotter than 110 degrees, we can’t stand it.
When I was growing up the mercury hit an actual temperature of 115 here in Holly Springs, setting the record hot spot ever in Mississippi. On the opposite end of the gauge in 1966, the cold went down to an actual -19 degrees below zero and was more painful than the heat.
On Sunday in my prayer garden, the thermometer, which is in the shade, said 111 degrees.
It was strange, as the heat was preceded by a hot wind that was wilting the flowers and me. The air was actually thick (how can the air be thick?) It was almost unbreathable.
Next Monday night the meteorite man, Tony Hood, is going to give us a program at the museum at 7 p.m. The public is invited and there is a $1 fee at the door to defray expenses. Tony has written a book, which will be for sale. This meteorite Tony will be telling us about was preceded by a great earthquake.
One of my children has a house near Sardis Lake that is on the highland, very hilly and very unusual as it is absolutely covered with big boulders. I wondered if those huge boulders were part of a meteorite. I’ve always thought of it as being the very end of the Appalachian Chain.
As long as I am talking about outer space, I’m spaced out over this: one of my grandchildren has been sent by the government to Bangladesh, India, Thailand and Vietnam to study the last cases of polio on earth. I’ll be thankful when she’s home. Please pray for her safety.
A hundred years ago in 1911 there was a record, breaking a hot spell that broke many records all over the world. In New York City, 1,000 people died of the heat. The drought that year broke records.
On the other end, that year, Niagara Falls froze solid. In 1811, everybody in the world thought the end was nigh because of the elements. Napoleon was on a mission to conquer the world. Unwisely, his army headed into Russia in the summertime. By fall, when they entered Russia, the Russians hid from them. There wasn’t a soul around.
Then an early winter hit and as they marched into a deserted Moscow, all the people had fled. The French had to spend a long, cold, hard winter, in a vacant city where only rats were. In the spring as the French began their homeward trek, the Russians came out of hiding and began shooting at them. A few Frenchmen got back home, starved, raggedy, defeated.
All that year earthquakes were shaking the earth. The world thought Napoleon was the Anti-Christ and the end was near.
Our plans for the future are bright. We are working on another fabulous Christmas tour, which will be the first weekend in December (as usual) as the weather the first weekend is always supposed to be good, according to the almanac. The second weekend the weather is always bad. We’ll see.
We can’t control the weather; however, we try to go along with it and stay on its best side.
A torrential little cyclone hit us Monday. “Things” were flying sideways down College Avenue heading east. It broke down our sign, more branches off the remaining tender Bradford pear tree and left our flags barely hanging limply from the poles.
Thank goodness the storm spared Ira Shipp’s cotton patch, which is covered with blooms.
What kind of weather is it when it’s raining chickens and ducks? Fowl weather!
Oh, yes, our own Elise Jordan has been on NBC Jansing & Co. and Hannity, and she is a political writer for the National Review.
We are proud of her for making national news. She and her husband live in Vermont.
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