Hello everyone, hope you are all doing well. Is everyone ready for winter? I’m not.
I’ve been enjoying this nice weather, but it’s almost the end of November. They say we will soon have snow flurries. They could be wrong. I hope so.
My sister Louise Shepherd is out of the hospital. I hope she doesn’t have to go back anytime soon. I got to visit her and her daughter, Shannon, the other day.
I got to see my good friend Dorthy Tacket and her daughter, Jeanette Yonts, at Food City the other day, and she is doing better and was planning on going to church on Sunday. She’s had a bad time with her shoulder. I was so glad to see them. I don’t get out much myself.
I went to the funeral of Judy Fields and got to see some old friends I hadn’t seen in a long time. I saw James and Faye Fields, who used to be my neighbors. They live in Berea now. It was so good to see them.
We used to be in church together. Our church and all of Judy’s family want to thank everyone for all the food, flowers and their presence there.
Alicia Conn, her sister, and the family of Levine Fields and daughters Greta and Rachel, and so many more were there. She was well loved and will be missed in our church.
I talked to my sister Joann Brown in Indianapolis, Ind., recently. She is so good to call all her family here.
I think all our family is making plans for the Howard family Christmas party next month at the Cowan Community Center.
I had a nice visit with my sister Louise Shepherd. We sat out on the porch in the sun, and believe it or not, we had to go inside it got so hot. That is good weather for the last part of November. I’ll take that any day, but the weatherman says it’s going to get colder soon.
I met Lizzie Mae Wright at Food City. I hadn’t seen her in awhile. We spent a lot of time together when we were going to the Senior Citizens Center. We sure enjoyed getting together with our friends there, and made new friends. So many of them have passed away. I hope things will get straightened out there and that no one loses their jobs.
I called Elzie Ray Hatton in Tennessee, and he was very sad that his little dog, “Bubba Texan”, had passed away. He loved that dog and treated it like a baby, and had him for 10½ years.
I know that feeling. I’ve lost some of my pets and it hurts and you miss them.nI had four pug dogs over the years, and they all lived to be old. I still have pictures of them and I still miss them.
My great-grandson, Beau Hatton, will be coming in from Akron, Oh., and we are all excited to see him. He’s been there three or four months, and we’ve missed him. We are all proud of him.
My son Astor and wife will be coming to see me, too, so I will be a happy camper. You can’t help but be happy around them.
Nov. 19 was the birthday of my double first cousin, the late Ken Howard, who was the oldest one in our generation. I was next in line, so guess who is the oldest one in my generation now? Don’t tell anyone though, they will think I’m old, and I’m not!
There’s not much going on, so I’ll stop here. May God bless all of you and may all the sick get better.
Try to be in church somewhere if you are able; your church needs you.