The “Hope for Adairville” Revival went on all last week and I understand the spirit of the Lord was felt in wonderful ways. I wasn’t able to attend any night because of previous commitment but know the only hope for our town and our country is God.
Wayne Brown, an Adairville icon went home to be with Jesus and his mom and dad this week. Wayne loved being in town and around people. I don’t believe I ever saw him that he didn’t ask me when’s the Strawberry Festival. I always teased him and said when he would be in charge. He loved snow, Santa Claus, his birthday, the festival, the fire department and most of all food. He supported every event in Adairville. He was a member of every organization and would be the first one there at most all events. I can’t tell you how many times he asked me to pick him up for the Chamber meeting and would go by to not find him at home but when you got to the meeting, he was there. The last time I saw him, he told me Wayne’s sick. I asked him what was wrong and he showed me how swelled his ankles were. He said he was going to see Mama soon and asked me if I was gonna come see him. I said I’m ready to go to heaven but not real soon. He said no he meant the funeral home. I said you know I will be there. I’m going to miss Wayne. Everyone is going to miss Wayne. He always said Wayne loves you and you know some days that was so needed. His heart was pure and I know he is rejoicing today seeing his parents and being pain free. Mike was so good for Wayne. He helped him learn to live on his own and was there for him every day. Love you Wayne, glad you are at peace. Please remember Mike and Vonna Brown in your prayers.
Another tragedy happened when the young man from Franklin drowned in the river east of town. I don’t know what happened but hope it will be an eye opener for everyone swimming in the river. It can be dangerous so don’t take any unnecessary chances.
National Night Out is coming up August 6th. Be sure and leave your porch light on that night. Come to the square. Several will be walking through some of the neighborhoods. There will be games and prizes for the kids, hot dogs, popcorn, drinks for everyone. So come out and help us take back our town and rid it of drugs.
Also, don’t forget September 6th is the City Wide Yard Sale. Be cleaning out and getting ready for this. I encourage everyone to get on board and use this day to not only clean out but make some money too.
Savage Cave will belong to Logan County officially this week. What a long time coming. Work will begin as soon as it cools up a little. Anyone who would like to work on clearing give me or Wayne Stratton a call and we will keep you on the list to call when we start. As I was talking to Chris Cooper last night she mentioned Genevieve and I thought I would take a few weeks and tell you some of my memories of this fascinating lady.
The first time I ever saw Genevieve Savage was in the very young years of my life. She came to our house selling world books. I have always loved books. Bookstores are one of my passions and I could spend hours there. Anyway, this night I thought how wonderful it would be to have a set of world books but when she started talking about price, I knew immediately that there was no way she would talk my daddy into that because we just didn’t have money for extras. However, it’s probably the only thing he ever bought on credit but she convinced him how much we needed those reference books and before she left the dotted line was signed and we had world books. I knew at that moment this lady was one special lady because she had convinced my daddy, a very conservative man, to spend money on something that wasn’t a necessity. He always believed in the importance of an education but that night she convinced him that the World Book was a huge asset in opening up worlds of information to his girls. Those books were used for years and I’m thankful for her drive in getting us those books.
A hui hou kāko
“May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And the rain fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand”