For some reason I’m having a really hard time getting the column going this week. My heart is just breaking for our people and all the problems they or their family members are having with drug or alcohol addictions.
It just seems every day there is news of someone close to home that has passed away from something drug related. For a while now I have been watching and listening to a very close friend and sister in our church go through this problem with her son and it is killing her.
She has no idea what to do other than to turn it over to God. Please help me in praying for all these families going through this terrible problem.
The Letcher County Senior Citizens will be participating in the Putt Putt/Pool/ Horseshoe Tournament on April 18 at the Hazard/Perry County Senior Center. This will begin at 9 a.m.
Our seniors are still very concerned about our friend Estel Taylor. We have heard that he is now in Letcher Manor Nursing Home. He sure is very special to so many of us here.
Estel, just know we are concerned and are praying for you. Mom asks about you all the time.
Speaking of the nursing home, my sister, Lucille Tacket Graves, was with Mom this weekend and she talked her into going to the nursing home to see her sister, Linda Joyce Pennington Hall.
Lucille said they had a really good visit and could actually hear each other fairly well. Remember to keep praying for Linda, too.
I saw on Facebook last week little Laney Webb actually got to come home for a few days. They had decided they weren’t going to post any pictures of her after she had started her treatments and so the only posts we had seen through this whole ordeal are ones of her before.
But, they also wanted us to see how much she enjoyed being home and so they posted a few pictures of her getting to play with her own toys. Her mom posted this along with the video of the motorcycle ride they had as a fundraiser.
It made me cry just to think of how much our people care about her and some of them don’t even know her. They just want to help.
These are Michelle’s words: “ The amount of love and support that has been shown during Laney’s sickness is unbelievable. My family and I are truly blessed to have such wonderful friends and family who go above and beyond during our time of need. I wish I was able to attend every event and thank you personally. It’s just not possible at this time. Although while we were home for a few days, I did have the honor of attending the event in Jenkins. It brought such joy to my heart to see all the participants riding motorcycles in honor of my daughter. While we are spending most of our time in Lexington, I enjoy seeing all the pictures everyone shares from these events. Please continue to share. From the bottom of my heart I want to thank each and every one of you. I am very thankful for all the time and effort put into all the events. Thanks to everyone who has called, messaged, text, and prayed for my baby! Please continue to cover her in prayers. Someday she’s going to have a wonderful testimony to share. You will never know how much all this means to me and my beautiful baby girl! I love you all!”
Speaking of wonderful testimonies, I saw one of my schoolmates, Debbie Baker Jent, at Wal-Mart Saturday and she came up to me to tell me how God had taken care of her and healed her cancer. She made chill bumps on me when she started sharing how blessed she was and how He had taken care of it. She said since it had happened she hadn’t stopped telling people and wanted to share it with me too. Then I found this quote and it just put the finishing touch on all the praise reports. It said, “Not all storms come to disrupt your life, some come to clear your path!”
Oma Hatton’s son, Billy Hatton, sent me this picture of his and his wife’s, Sandra Cook Hatton’s family. They were together at the CANE Kitchen, for their son Joe and his wife Courtney’s baby shower. I sure wish Oma could have been there to help welcome her new great-granddaughter.
One of our youngest church members, Hannah Caudill, spent a few days at Liberty College last week. This is where she will be attending college in the fall.
We are so very proud of her for everything she has accomplished in her life and even more proud when she stands up and testifies in church and praises our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ for blessing and helping her in everything she does. She said one of the things she wanted to do was meet the president of the university and she accomplished that.
I saw lots of April birthdays posted on Facebook but the one I wanted to talk about a little bit was Debbie Taylor Mays. Her family were once the storeowners at the mouth of Cane Hollow.
We lived the first house in the “holler,” so we were next-door neighbors for quite a while. We would get together and make trades with what little toys we had ever so often.
Well, Debbie’s mommy, Shirley Taylor, had bought this new fangled makeup that Debbie just thought was amazing and so did we. She brought it out one day and was showing it to us.
It was about eight or so little containers that screwed one on top of the other, and each one had a beautiful, glittery, creamy eye shadow in it. Some of you all may remember these, and for all I know they may still make them like this.
Well, Debbie wanted one of our Barbie dolls and I think it was my sister Lucille’s. So, they traded and, honey, let me tell you, when Shirley and Mommy found out they both were ready to tan their hides.
They did make them swap back and I think that was the last time we traded anything with Debbie. Well, she had a birthday on April 4 and I do know how old she turned, but I’ll not tell.
Sheila Collins Biggerstaff and Valerie Ison Horn also celebrated birthdays on April 4.
Thursday of last week Mom had an appointment with the dermatologist, Dr. Ronald Hall, in Pikeville. She has had several skin cancers removed through the years and this one came up about two months ago.
I have always stayed with her in the room right up until they are ready to cut and burn the spots off and I can’t stand being in the same room with her when they do that. So, as I was preparing her and telling her what was going to take place and that I was leaving she looked at me and said, “Chicken.”
I said, “Did you just call me a name? I’d rather be a chicken standing up than lying down on the floor passed out.” Needless to say, I stepped out of the room again.
I’ll stop here again by asking you all to pray for one of our precious church members, Ute Caudill, whose son, Kristofer Caudill, passed away Sunday morning. Also, remember our pastor, Bill Jones, and his wife Sandy. All those that have lost loved ones especially need our prayers.
Oma would also want you to remember to be in church this Sunday, and God wants you there Sunday night and throughout the week if your church has services then.