Oh what a beautiful morning in the Ohio Valley area, although it is supposed to rain before long. I wish I had an enclosed addition to my house so I could sit and watch the rain without it blowing in.
There’s about two feet of eaves above the deck out back, and if someone could see what I do sometimes, they might call the police and say she doesn’t have enough sense to get out of the rain.
There’s just enough room and if I scoot the chair as close to the house as possible, it protects me from the rain as long as it isn’t blowing. I keep a blanket close so I can wrap it around me, and at least I get to enjoy sitting there for a while.
I really feel sorry for people who don’t have a porch to enjoy the cool breeze and the sounds of night that are so relaxing. I hope I never have to live where I don’t have this simple pleasure.
Several years ago when Hurricane Ike left its marks in this area, we were out of electricity for a week and it was strange to see people in town sitting out in the evenings.
Thursday afternoon, I had a wonderful visit with from a long ago friend Minnie Estes. We’ve known each other over 40 years, and just sort of drifted away from each other.
Minnie brought me a huge container of fresh blueberries from her patch, plus two jars of homemade blueberry jam. Oh if only I could eat the jam with some good, hot biscuits. Maybe someday soon.
After Minnie left, my daughter Kay Gray stopped by and it was really good to spend time with her. Kay stopped to see if I wanted to go back to the emergency room, but I had started feeling better so I decided to wait.
The funeral of Ralph Stanly was shown live via the Internet. I finally got enough nerve to watch it after a day or so. Ralph’s funeral was open to the public as it was held at the Hills of Home Bluegrass Festival.
The pain on his wife Jimmie’s face along with Ralph 2 and Nathan and others were too much for me to take.
I am Facebook friends with someone from Japan who had the pleasure of meeting Ralph Stanley and the Clinch Mountain Band, so I sent the funeral to him.
To me it is awesome how much good can be done through the computer, then to think how many bad things it does too is horrifying.
I feel the same way about television. I am glad there’s always Golden Girls to turn to.
Well, folks I was wrong as Les and Pat Wagner did spend the holiday weekend in the mountains with family and friends.
Lorrie Morgan was performing in Whitesburg and Les decided he wanted to attend. Les told Pat he was going to sit close enough so he could make eyes with Lorrie!
Well, Pat told him to go right ahead and make all the eyes he wanted to, but when the show was over, Les was going home with her back to Pine Creek.
Now Les, I guess Pat told you, and this is for you sending me all those teasing pictures of where you are at in the mountains. Did I say I love these two people?
I only wish there were more families who love each other as this whole family, and the love doesn’t stop with family, it overflows to friends. Yes I am glad to say I am one of those friends.
Hello John and James Ison, and a belated happy birthday to James. Hello to all the Wagner family who keep tabs on me through Les and Pat.
Sympathy goes out to the family of Johnny Calihan, as his sister Hattie from Georgia died Sunday. Hattie and my mother were as close as sisters at one time while they were young.
As I have written numerous times, the Calihan family and my family are connected through knowing each other for three generations, and Johnny remembers my greatgrandparents. My mother knew Ann Calihan’s grandmother as well. Johnny and Ann are like family to me.
After all the years somehow we end up living in this vicinity. My daughter Angie and their daughter Sue were best friends for years. Life sure has a way of repeating a cycle.
Sunday was Old Time Fiddler’s meeting and we had a good crowd and the music was really great. For the first time in a long time I could feel the music deep in my soul and wanted to dance.
After the music was over Vicki Power drove me to the ER and I received a bag of intravenous fluid. After three tries of poking, prying and torture the nurse found a vein.
My bloodwork was all right so I didn’t have to be admitted to the hospital. We were on the way to the hospital when Ann called me about the news of Hattie.
Oma Hatton, I hope you are feeling better.
Ricky Caudill has been busy in the berry patch, though he has been really enjoying swimming also, and really seems to enjoy sitting on his swing with lots of company.
Mary Stallard, originally from the Dorton area now living in North Carolina, enjoyed several days with family around the Whitesburg area attending a family reunion.
While in the area, Mary picked up a copy of The Mountain Eagle and really enjoyed my column and the paper. Thanks, Mary, for the nice compliment.
Hello to Doyle and Betty Ison. I will try to see you two in a few days.
Don’t forget the Kingscreek Festival, July 15 and 16 at Kingscreek Community Park on Highway 160, close to Roxana.
July 17 at 5 p.m. a square dance at Carcassonne, Community Center Sunrise Ridge will be performing. Sunrise Ridge will be performing all three days.
Oh how I wish I were able to go to these events. Mark your calendars support your local events.
Well, as usual time is slipping on me, so until next time.