CANNOT SLEEP!

Sunday, April 10, 12:15am
Can't sleep. This is day two of my attempt  to get off of pain killers and I am not being too successful.
I am having lower back pain and cannot get comfortable. I had a pain block in my lower back six months ago and it looks like I will have to repeat that. Thought I was through with the Pain Clinic; looks like I was wrong. 
This all started in late summer of 2004 with Spinal Stenosis and surgery in December of 2004.
"Why?" is a question we often ask when we  experience unpleasant things in life. I don't have the answer to that, but I serve a Sovereign Lord, who has a plan, and I trust Him completely.
"We will understand it better by and by'

The WINTER of my life

AND THEN IT WAS WINTER (copied)

       
        You know, time has a way of moving quickly and catching you unaware of the passing years.  It seems just yesterday that I  was young, just married and embarking on my new life with my mate.  Yet in a way, it seems like eons ago, and I wonder where all the  years went.  I know that I lived them all.  I have glimpses of how it was back then and of all my hopes and dreams here are some pearls.

        But, here it is, the winter of my life and it catches me by surprise...How did it get here so fast?  Where did the years go and where did my youth go?  I remember well seeing older people through the years and thinking that those older people were years away from me and that winter was so far off that I could not fathom it or imagine fully what it would be like.

        But, here it is...my friends are retired and getting grey...they move slower and I see an older person now.  Some are in better and some worse shape than I am...but, I see the great change...Not like the ones that I remember who were young and vibrant...but, like me, their age is beginning to show and we are now those older folks that we used to see and never thought we'd be.

        And  so...now I enter into this new season of my life unprepared for all the aches and pains and the loss of strength and ability to go and do things that I wish I had done but never did!!  But, at least I know that though the winter has come, and I'm not sure how long it will last...this I know, that when it's over on this earth...it's not over.  A new adventure will begin!  Yes, I have regrets. There are  things I wish I hadn't done...things I should have done, but indeed, there are many things I'm happy to have done. It's all in a lifetime.

        So, if you're not in your winter yet...let me remind you, that it will be here faster than you think. Whatever you would like to accomplish in your life, please do it quickly!  Don't put things off too long!! Life goes by quickly.  Do what you can today, as you can never be sure whether this is your winter or not!  You have no promise that you will see all the seasons of your life...so, live for today and say all the things that you want your loved ones to remember...and hope that they appreciate and love you for all the things that you have done for them in all the years past!!

        "Life" is a gift to you. The way you live your life is your gift to those who come after.  Make it a fantastic one.  LIVE IT WELL! ENJOY  TODAY!  DO SOMETHING FUN!  BE HAPPY!  HAVE A GREAT DAY! Remember "It is health that is real wealth and not pieces of gold and silver."  LIVE HAPPY IN 2013!  LASTLY, CONSIDER THE FOLLOWING: TODAY IS THE OLDEST YOU'VE EVER  BEEN, YET THE YOUNGEST YOU'LL EVER  BE. SO - ENJOY THIS DAY WHILE IT LASTS.

        ~Your kids are becoming you......but your grandchildren are perfect!  ~Going out is good.. Coming home is better!  ~You forget names.... But it's OK because other people forgot they even knew you!!! ~You realize you're never going to be really good at anything.... Especially golf.  ~The things you used to care to do, you no longer care to do, but you really do care that you don't care to do them anymore. ~You sleep better on a lounge chair with the TV blaring than in bed. It's called "pre-sleep".

        ~You miss the days when everything worked with just an "ON" and "OFF" switch..  ~You tend to use more 4 letter words... "what?"..."when?"... ~Now that you can afford expensive jewelry, it's not safe to wear it anywhere.  ~You notice everything they sell in stores is "sleeveless"?!!! ~What used to be freckles are now liver spots.  ~Everybody whispers. ~You have 3 sizes of clothes in your closet....2 of which you will never wear again. ~~~But Old is good in some things:  Old Songs, Old movies, and best of all, OLD FRIENDS!!

165th ANNIVERSARY OF PRUDE'S CREEK BAPTIST

165th ANNIVERSARY OF PRUDE'S CREEK BAPTIST CHURCH In October, 1989 I submitted my resignation as Pastor Of Second Baptist in Bessemer to be effective Jan 1, 1990. We had served there 9 years and were sure it was time for us to move on even though we had no idea what the Lord had in store. In His timing, we were able to acquire The Master's Shop ( a Christian book store) from Bill Phares in Februaary of 1990. The store was established in 1967. We would continue in that ministry for 15 years until we closed the store in May of 95 due to health reason. During this same period we continue serving churches bi-vocationally. In May of 1992 I preached as a supply at Prudes's Creek Baptist Church and, on May 31 became the pastor. We had 3 services weekly. We remained as pastor a little over 3 years, until 1995. We were so looking forward to being with you today but, once again my health would not allow it. Here a few of my Memories: * There was no easy way to get here. You don't JUST GO BY THERE UNLESS YOU ARE LOST. * The MudCreek International Airport. * Finding THE CREEK. * The beauty of the Church and the Cemetery. * The love and warmth of God's Family at PCBC. * Wendall and Nola Hyche. Wendall was the only deacon and most energetic Sr. Adult I have ever known. Nola was indeed his helpmeet and I loved her CANDIED sweet potatoes, among many other sweet memories. I WILL FORGET SOME IF I TRY TO REMEMBER ANY MORE NAMES. * The Annual Mother's Day Celebrations with dinner on the ground. * In early 1993 we sold her house, Carolyn retired from teaching and we moved into the Church's pastorium. This was our first time to live in the COUNTRY and it was a delight. We loved the quiet, the wildlife (except the pesky armadillos). Our home being burglarized was not too pleasant. Overall this was a great experience. * Saturday, March 1993 we woke up to THE BLIZZARD OF 93. Also called THE STORM OF THE CENTURY and THE 93 SUPERSTORM. I think we may have been the very last to have power restored. * The many WATER MEETINGS at the Church. * In 1995 we moved to LAKE VIEW and later that year we left Prude's Creek. But Prude's Creek has never left us. With Paul I would say "I THANK MY GOD UPON EVERY REMEMBRANCE OF YOU" * I was thrilled to hear of Lord's increase at PCBC and that Bro Nolan Stinnett is your pastor Perhaps the Lord will allow us to meet together here once again. If not I will see you all in HEAVEN. ..............BE SURE YOU HAVE A RESERVATION. JESUS IS THE ONLY WAY, THE ONLY TRUTH AND THE ONLY LIFE.

SAMMY YOUNGBLOOD

Just talked to Joyce Rushing Youngblood. Sam is home for now; the boys are with them. Going to Winfield tomorrow am for PET scan, meet with surgeon on Thursday. Sam is on antibiotics for now. Radiation and chemo starts right away. Surgery will be in about a month. I talked to Sam briefly; he is very week, still in some pain, and has no appetite. Winfield Hospital has a complete cancer diagnostic and treatment center. Continue to lift them up in prayer.

9 Lessons From God Concerning Sickness

1. Sickness is meant to make us think—to remind us that we have a soul as well as a body—an immortal soul—a soul that will live forever in happiness or in misery—and that if this soul is not saved we had better never have been born.

2. Sickness is meant to teach us that there is a world beyond the grave—and that the world we now live in is only a training-place for another dwelling, where there will be no decay, no sorrow, no tears, no misery, and no sin.

3. Sickness is meant to make us look at our past lives honestly, fairly, and conscientiously. Am I ready for my great change if I should not get better? Do I repent truly of my sins? Are my sins forgiven and washed away in Christ’s blood? Am I prepared to meet God?

4. Sickness is meant to make us see the emptiness of the world and its utter inability to satisfy the highest and deepest needs of the soul.

5. Sickness is meant to send us to our Bibles. That blessed Book, in the days of health, is too often left on the shelf, becomes the safest place in which to put a bank-note, and is never opened from January to December. But sickness often brings it down from the shelf and throws new light on its pages.

6. Sickness is meant to make us pray. Too many, I fear, never pray at all, or they only rattle over a few hurried words morning and evening without thinking what they do. But prayer often becomes a reality when the valley of the shadow of death is in sight.

7. Sickness is meant to make us repent and break off our sins. If we will not hear the voice of mercies, God sometimes makes us “hear the rod.”

8. Sickness is meant to draw us to Christ. Naturally we do not see the full value of that blessed Savior. We secretly imagine that our prayers, good deeds, and sacrament-receiving will save our souls. But when flesh begins to fail, the absolute necessity of a Redeemer, a Mediator, and an Advocate with the Father, stands out before men’s eyes like fire, and makes them understand those words, “Simply to Your cross I cling,” as they never did before. Sickness has done this for many—they have found Christ in the sick room.

9. Last, but not least, sickness is meant to make us feeling and sympathizing towards others. By nature we are all far below our blessed Master’s example, who had not only a hand to help all, but a heart to feel for all. None, I suspect, are so unable to sympathize as those who have never had trouble themselves—and none are so able to feel as those who have drunk most deeply the cup of pain and sorrow.

~ J.C. Ryle

Tract: Christ in the Sick Room

RAIN

It has been raining cows and horses.
71 degrees.

KINDLE

I am enjoying my new Kindle that Ginny gave me for Father's Day.

AMAZON vs WALMART

Via: Online MBA

HOT

It was 100 degrees in Bessemer AL yesterday. May be again today.

DAD

My dad, Sam Youngblood, died 50 years ago this year.

SAVANNAH

Well, we made it to Savannah.

SAVANNAH GA

This time tomorrow we will be on our way to Savannah. We are traveling with a group of 48 senior adults from Grace Life Baptist.
We look forward to this trip.

Alzheimers

MAY 26, 2011

Alzheimer's and Gospel Transformation
A few weeks ago, I met Karyn Heath at a conference. As she spoke to me about her job caring for people with Alzheimer's, I immediately asked her to write a guest post for my blog. This is necessary reading for all those who fear the future and those who are dealing with this disease right now. --Carolyn

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Recently, I left two years of teaching in China to return to my home and job in the U.S. For me, introductions have become routine. After a few months in China, I could predict which questions would be asked when I met someone and what responses my answers would provoke. Now, as I transition back into my home church and hometown, I am finding that the questions and answers are equally predictable. While “Where do you work?” may seem to be a standard question, people’s responses to my answer are usually revealing.

I currently work in the activities department of an Alzheimer’s special care unit. This translates into the fact that I spend eight hours per day in a room with 20-30 people who are experiencing moderate to severe dementia from Alzheimer’s disease or another cause. Revealing this usually opens up interesting avenues of conversation. One sentiment that I hear often from people who talk to me about my job is this one: “I’d rather be dead than go through that.” People have a variety of ways of expressing this feeling, and most often I just nod and say something like, “It is a difficult situation for people and their families.” There are very few ways to accurately communicate anything about Alzheimer’s without becoming too intense for a “Hi! I just met you” conversation.

However, when I am speaking with someone who professes to have been transformed by the Gospel of Jesus Christ, I often cannot contain my passion when I hear him or her make a comment of this sort. Until recently, this passion would have come across with a strong flavor of righteous indignation, but now wise admonition, further study of God’s Word, and personal experience have tempered the expression of my views. To look ahead, even in one’s imagination, and see something as difficult as Alzheimer’s disease looming over one’s last days is naturally heart-wrenching and daunting. As Matthew Henry commented regarding Jesus’ prophecies in John 21 about Peter’s own difficult death, “He that puts on the Christian does not put off the man. Christ himself prayed against the bitter cup. A natural aversion to pain and death is well reconcilable with a holy submission to the will of God in both.”

That very concept of “holy submission” in the face of certain humiliating and ugly death is that with which my heart longs to challenge the body of Christ.

As Christians, we should recognize and revel in the sovereignty of God in every aspect of our lives. Our goal should be to bring glory to God, and, as we face trials and difficulties in this life, we spend much time in learning how to do that. In our growing, we learn to submit to God in all the twists and turns of life’s pathways. This is a common theme of our times of fellowship around the Word, of our songs, of our books. If we face death in an early or unnatural setting such as persecution or disease, we exhort one another to glory in the affliction as it brings us closer to God and brings to pass His purposes in the world. His joy and strength shine through our most trying moments with a light that is so much brighter than anything we could possibly manufacture with our own willpower or resources. The whole of life seems a classroom in which we learn these lessons.

I believe that we fail to see the fullest scope of God’s plan when we do not actively encourage one another to think rightly about God’s sovereignty over the last days of our lives. Perhaps, I exaggerate, but it seems that we envision that each godly Christian is entitled the perfect death scenario. We want be in our right minds, surrounded by loving family and friends in graceful dignity or otherwise slip away to heaven gently in our sleep. An extended illness we might face with fortitude, but certainly not one that might steal away our memories or personalities on its way. Yet in the very loss of self that terrifies us when facing Alzheimer’s or similar diseases is there not an unparalleled opportunity for seeing the transforming power of the Gospel?

In the years that I’ve worked in Alzheimer’s care, I’ve never actually heard someone say, “This may not be my choice, but it is God’s choice for me. I relinquish control of even my mind to Him. I can trust Him with even this.” I have, though, watched a tiny handful of people live this out. The beauty of their lives truly demonstrated the fact that God is magnified through weakness. They reached people that no one else will ever reach. In the process of Alzheimer’s disease and other illnesses that cause dementia, there is a point beyond which a decision like this can no longer be made. Whatever is inside will just begin to spill out, embarrassingly and uncontrollably. So, it is the thought processes or, rather, the heart processes that a person goes through before hand that have potential to shape their experience. Sometimes the emotion that pours out of a person in the throes of such a disease is fear or bitterness or anger long forgotten but now providentially dredged to the surface. In such a worst-case scenario, the witness of the Spirit of God’s work in that life is preserved in the memories of family members and friends who rehearse the Truth that ultimately sustains. More often in my experience, grace still shines through in small joys and courageous humor, in peace that transcends turmoil, in love that gushes out around the jagged edges of the mind.

I am reminded of a dear friend who recently died after struggling with early onset Alzheimer’s for a number of years. When I met him, he was only sixty-five years old. If you didn’t know his diagnosis, you’d have never guessed. His confusion and cognitive issues were slight and only his recent memory was unstable. Without a trace of bitterness, he gave up his dreams of retirement and threw himself wholeheartedly into “volunteering” at an Alzheimer’s day center. While he paid to attend, it truly was volunteering. He helped run programs and activities. He cleaned and cooked and sang. He courageously watched people around him lose their abilities and memories, knowing that this was his own path, also. He loved the other patients and the staff with a joyful passion that was free of bitterness. He comforted families with his humor and endured the breakup of his own marriage with longsuffering grace. By preparing for his future wisely, he was ready when it really was his time to live in the full care program since it had been his life for years. He was unashamed of his tears. Once he told me, “It’s like I’m going down a ladder into a dark hole with no way out. I feel like Job and ask God why.” Yet the darkness that shadowed his last days could not erase the blessing he had been to residents, staff, and families for so long. Examining my heart in the light of this possible painful path for my own family, I pray that we would have transparent dependency on God’s grace if such a situation were His plan for us.

We live on the edge of a time when a large section of our population will be heading into old age together, and the transition will include diseases like Alzheimer’s, financial problems, relocation, grief, and other problems. Our churches are full of people who, now in their fifties and sixties, will be facing these issues along with their families. The communities around us are already filled with needy seniors--physically, emotionally, and spiritually needy. While education and resources and programs are important, the preparation of our hearts before God is primary.

To return to Matthew Henry, “What a change will certainly be made with us if we should live to be old! Those who, when they were young, had strength of body and vigor of mind, and could easily go through business and hardship, and take the pleasures they had a mind to, when they shall be old, will find their strength gone, like Samson, when his hair was cut and he could not shake himself as at other times… It is the great concern of every good man, whatever death he dies, to glorify God in it; for what is our chief end but this, to die to the Lord, at the word of the Lord? When we die patiently, submitting to the will of God—die cheerfully, rejoicing in hope of the glory of God,—and die usefully, witnessing to the truth and goodness of religion and encouraging others, we glorify God in dying: and this is the earnest expectation and hope of all good Christians, as it was Paul’s, that Christ may be magnified in them living and dying.”

By God’s mercy and grace, may we endeavor to uphold our senior brothers and sisters in Christ who aspire to live and die this way!

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SHOPPING TRIP

Clutching their Kohl's shopping bags, Ellen and Kay woefully gazed down at a dead cat in the mall parking lot. Obviously a recently hit..no flies, no smell.. What business could that poor kitty have had here?' murmured Ellen..'

Come on, Ellen, let's just go...'But Ellen had already grabbed her shopping bag and was explaining, 'I'll just put my things in your bag, and then I'll use this tissue.. .'

She dumped her purchases into Kay's bag and then used the tissue paper to cradle and lower the former feline into her own Kohl's bag and cover it. They continued the short trek to the car in silence, stashing their goods in the trunk. But it occurred to both of them that if they left Ellen's burial bag in the trunk, warmed by the Texas sunshine while they ate, Kay's Lumina would soon lose that new-car smell.

They decided to leave the bag on top of the trunk, and they headed over to K & W Cafeteria. They went through the serving line and sat down at a window table. They had a view of Kay's Chevy with the Kohl's bag still on the trunk.

But not for long! As they ate, they noticed a large woman in a red gingham shirt stroll by their car. She looked quickly this way and that, and then took the Kohl's bag without breaking stride. She quickly walked out of their line of vision. Kay and Ellen shot each other a wide-eyed look of amazement.

It all happened so fast that neither of them could think how to respond. 'Can you imagine?' finally sputtered Ellen.. 'The nerve of that woman!' Kay sympathized with Ellen, but inwardly a laugh was building as she thought about the grand surprise awaiting the female thief.

Just when she thought she'd have to giggle into her napkin, she noticed Ellen's eyes freeze in the direction of the serving line. Following her gaze, Kay recognized the large woman in the red gingham shirt with the Kohl's bag hanging from her arm. She was brazenly pushing her tray toward the cashier.

Helplessly they watched the scene unfold: After leaving the register, the woman settled at a table across from theirs, put the bag on an empty chair and began to eat. After a few bites of baked whitefish and green beans, she casually lifted the bag into her lap to survey her treasure.. Looking from side to side, but not far enough to notice her rapt audience three tables over, she pulled out the tissue paper and peered into the bag.

Her eyes widened, and she began to make a sort of gasping noise The noise grew. The bag slid from her lap as she sank to the floor, wheezing and clutching her upper chest. The beverage cart attendant quickly recognized a customer in trouble and sent the busboy to call 911, while she administered the Heimlich maneuver.

A crowd quickly gathered that did not include Ellen and Kay, who remained riveted to their chairs for seven whole minutes until the ambulance arrived. In a matter of minutes, the large woman with the red gingham shirt emerged, still gasping, and securely strapped on a gurney.

Two well-trained EMT volunteers steered her to the waiting ambulance, while a third scooped up her belongings. The last they saw of the distressed cat-burglar was as she disappeared behind the ambulance doors....... ......... the Kohl's Bag perched on her stomach!!

God does take care of those who do bad things!
AND once in a while...He allows us to witness.

TECHNOLOGICALLY BLESSED

Recently blessed with:

IMAC, IPHONE, LED/LCD TV , BLU-RAY PLAYER, GOOGLE CHROME CR48 NOTEBOOK, AND THEN MY FRIEND ROBERT LET ME BORROW HIS WINDOWS LAPTOP SO I CAN ONCE AGAIN RUN MY 'PC STUDY BIBLE

Not boasting: humbled and thankful to the Lord. Praying that He will be Glorified.

Feb 15, 2011

Ir is 5:20 AM. Watching Rick & Bubba streaming radio show on my new Chrome CR48 Notebook (free from Google....part of a Pilot program).

Studying this week's SS Lesson (2 Kings 18-19); "Got to Have Hope". King Hezekiah demonstrates faith in difficult times. The truth of this lesson is that we can have Hope if we rely on God's power always.

Praying for needs on my prayer list and rejoicing in His goodness.

Bible study here at 10am with Robert and Jerry.

FIFTH ANNIVERSARY OF THIS BLOG

I JUST NOTICED THAT TOMORROW, JULY 4, 2010, IS THE FIFTH ANNIVERSARY OF THE BEGINNING OF THIS BLOG.
I MUST DO A BETTER JOB OF BLOGGING!

"The Long Goodnight" ADAPTATION OF MARTIN LUTHER ERA HYMN (Matthew Smith)

The Long Goodnight: (seelink)

I journey forth rejoicing
From this dark vale of tears,
To heavenly joy and freedom,
From earthly bonds and fears;
Where Christ our Lord shall gather
All His redeemed again,
His kingdom to inherit.
Goodnight, goodnight till then!

Why thus so sadly weeping,
Beloved ones of my heart?
The Lord is good and gracious,
Though now He bids us part.
Oft have we met in gladness.
And we shall meet again,
All sorrow left behind us.
Goodnight, goodnight till then!

I go to see His glory,
Whom we have loved below:
I go, the blessed angels,
The holy saints to know.
Our lovely ones departed,
I go to find again,
And wait for you to join us.
Goodnight, goodnight till then!

I hear the Saviour calling,
The joyful hour has come:
The angel guards are ready
To guide me to our home,
Where Christ our Lord shall gather
All His redeemed again,
His kingdom to inherit.
Goodnight, goodnight till then!

Action Steps For Anxiety

A Quote from a Quote from a Quote:
The following is copied from the blog by the pastor of Coral Ridge Church. (Tullian is a grandson of Billy Graham). He is quoting another article. I need this; I hope you don't. ???

Tullian Tchividjian
Pastor and Author


Action Steps For Anxiety

Given the trying times all of us are having to endure in one way or another, I found Susan Fiske's excellent article in the Fall 2009 edition of byFaith (the official magazine of the PCA) entitled Be Anxious for Nothing-Now? especially relevant-and deeply helpful.

In it she writes, "It is in prying open our hands from our abilities, accomplishments, and possessions that we can discover the true promise of God: Himself. [Paul] Tripp says, ‘The hardest thing to hold onto, but the most beautiful when we get it, is that what God promises to us in times of suffering is not first relief of the suffering. His promise is to give us Himself.'"

She then, very helpfully, outlines Paul Tripp's six action steps for anxiety (these are golden):

Remind Yourself That God Is In Control: When you convince yourself that your world is out of control, you are on the verge of paralysis. Watch your self-talk. Are you saying to yourself: "God is in control of this circumstance, He is my Father, and He is ruling this for my benefit"?

Accept Confusion: Believing in God's sovereignty doesn't mean life will make sense. Believing in God's sovereignty is needed because life doesn't make sense. Your rest is not in figuring out your circumstances-your rest is in the God behind the circumstances.

Don't Allow Emotions to Rule: As much as the emotions you experience will be right, good, and appropriate, don't let them set tDon't Allow Emotions To Rulehe agenda. There is a temptation to do that, but allowing yourself to be pulled away by the emotions of the moment could cause you to regret your decisions later.

Distinguish Needs From Wants: Be very careful what you put in your catalog of "need." The minute you tell yourself something is a need, you're saying it is essential for life. Then you are going to determine that you can't live without it. It's easy to attach yourself and your sense of security to the gift rather than to the Giver.

Know Your Job Description: God promises to provide. Your job is to live the way God has called you to live. Instead of giving way to discouragement, look for ways you can contribute to God's people at the moment.

Run To God, Not Away From Him: God's promise to us is not first the relief of the suffering-His promise is to give us Himself. He will never turn a deaf ear to the natural cries of a person of faith when life doesn't make sense. God hears and answers and works and comforts.

IT'S ABOUT TIME

Hey, I have something to say!

First, Carolyn is coming home from the hospital today; she had a thyroidectomy (that may be spelled wrong) on Tuesday. Lab report showed one 3mm enclosed spot that was cancerous. No further treatment needed as far as we know. On Monday of this week she had an arteriogram; that was OK.

Second, On Monday morning as we were getting ready to leave for the hospital I got a call that my sister, Polly Klaesen had died. Polly was the youngest of our family. She was born in 1944 and I was born in 1934. Polly had been in remission from Leukemia for quite a while. She had been in the hospital recently with severe dehydration but had come home and we assumed she was better. She was rushed to the hospital in Tupelo early Monday morning and died about 6AM.

Third, Virginia and Jimmy took me to Fulton Mississippi for Polly's funeral. It turned out to be a good day. The highlight of the funeral was when Junior (Rudi Klaesen Jr)spontaneously gave a testimony of Polly's impact on his life. She became his stepmon when he was eleven years old. Junior is 52 and recently became a Christian after his wife, Kay, became a believer.

Fourth, Polly's youngest child, Maria, age 26 asked Christ to come into her life after the Funeral as we sat around the dinner table. I had the privilege of leading her in the prayer. Please pray for Maria Klaesen; she is facing some very difficult situations as she returns home to Valley,AL.

Finally, speaking of the dinner table. All of the family were invited to Guy and Glenda's for lunch (Guy, my brother, passed aways a few years ago after battling pancreatic cancer). Somethings seem to never change and I pray they continue. Guy and Glenda's house is Headquarters it seems. More great food that you could imagine, and the great Fellowship we always enjoy. It was good to be with Glenda and my two remaining younger siblings, Sammy Youngblood and Pat Gann. The house was full and there were younguns everwhere and more on the way.

WE MUST PLAN A FAMILY REUNION SOON!