Hello everyone. I hope everyone is staying warm. It sure has been cold.
My cousin, Agnes (Bill) Maggard in Columbus, Ind., fell down her steps and hurt her ankle and knee. She said she is bruised up pretty badly. I don’t know what it is about our family and steps, but they don’t get along with each other.
Carla Maggard had surgery. She is home now and doing okay from what I have heard.
My uncle, Isom Fields, called from Morristown, Tenn., to see how everyone was doing. They didn’t have much snow and it had melted away. I wish ours had.
Shelby Bockover called from Greensburg, Ind., and said to tell everyone hi. She wanted to ask Oma Hatton if she remembered Joann. I guess she was Shelby’s niece.
My cousin, Emma (Day) Adams, is looking for a picture of the inside of the old Big Cowan School. She said that it didn’t matter if it’s an empty room or if it had a class in it. If anyone has one, please call Emma at 606- 633-9151, or if anyone has any old pictures of some of the classes, I would like to have copies or borrow and make my own copy and will return it to you. Call 606- 633-0439, or send it to my address at 6691 Highway 931 South, Whitesburg, KY 41858, and thanks.
Our church had its first dinner for the less fortunate on Saturday, Jan. 9. I’m not sure how many people came out. My husband and I were going to go and help, but it was too slick and cold to get out. Hopefully, they had a good turnout.
My nephew, Marty Allen Fields, would have been 36 years old if he were still living, on Jan. 19. He died when he was 16 years old. He is really missed by all of his family and friends. Happy birthday, my sweet boy! I still miss you every day.
My aunt, Irene Day, was watching some deer in the hills across from her house. She saw four. Her son-inlaw, George, goes all the way to Switzerland County, and there they were, in his back door almost. Too pretty to shoot anyway.
Well, if nothing happens, I will be on jury duty next week if selected.
My son called from Indiana the other night. They’d had six inches of snow, and the temperatures were in single digits.
I’m glad I was here, where at least we had double digits.
My grandkids miss us and wish we were back up there. They worry about us when we are out of electricity, and when it’s real cold. I grew up with it being cold, so I can tolerate it for a little while. They just miss Grandma and Grandpa!
Well, I’ve got to sign off. Have a good week, pray for someone, and attend the church of your choice.
Until next time, may God bless each and every one of you.