Tuesday, June 10th, marked the one year anniversary of the tornado that came from nowhere and did so much damage. If you ride out the Schochoh way, you will see they are coming right along with Mrs. Jane Robey’s house. We were so blessed that day, because even though the Robey’s as well as many others lost material things, we still have those precious people that were spared by God’s grace. As I’ve watched some of the clouds this week, I was reminded of how sunny it was that day and so hard to believe that such a damaging tornado had caused so much damage not far from my home. Thank you Jesus for sparing so many of our friends and neighbors.
It has been a very wet June as well as being unseasonably cool. The rains are preventing the ball teams from playing. It seems like they are never going to get to start tee ball and the girls softball teams are way behind in games. When we opened our pool this year, we thought we would never get the chemicals balanced in it. Thurman was almost ready to throw in the towel literally and fill it in when we finally got the green transformed to sparkling clear. I say we loosely, because it was all him. Now, we have a beautiful pool and too cool for the kids to enjoy or raining every day.
We are looking forward to July 12 and the Gospeltones bringing us a message in song on the town square in Adairville. I heard them at their reunion concert at Living Word Church and they still have such beautiful melody. I left there that day revived and knowing I had been in the presence of the Lord. Their sweet voices still harmonize as beautifully as they did years ago when they sung together regularly. Who knows this may be the next Great Awakening for our area.
On July 26, the Chamber is planning a “Get Up Offa That Couch Day” and we want you to make plans for that. As Americans we are spending too much time sitting so for at least one day, make the effort to come to the Community Park and be active. We will have softball, basketball shoot outs, volleyball, horseshoes, cornhole, bocce ball, croquet, and several others things. Hopefully there will be something for everyone. We need volunteers to be in charge of each of these activities, so think about your interest and call me at 270-772-2175.
Also, on Tuesday, August 5th, we will again have National Night Out. This was a success last year and hopefully will bring out a bigger crowd this year. It gives everyone a chance to get to know our law enforcement and firemen and first responders. We hope we never need these people but it’s nice knowing they are there and dedicated to their jobs if we do need them. More to come on these activities later.
The Coffee Bottom Gal (Homemade Ice Cream)
It was always a huge treat to have homemade ice cream at my grandparents. Granddaddy was such fun. He was a little man that could find humor in almost anything. He could put his leg behind his head and do so many things like that because he was so limber. When I was a cheerleader everyone thought I might have inherited some of that because I could kick so high. And maybe so, however arthritis has prevented me to do things like that as I have aged. Anyway, he could turn that ice cream crank like nobody’s business and all the time saying, I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream. Even knowing he was going to say it we always laughed because we knew it was getting close to having some of that delicious banana ice cream. He worked at the Sewing Factory in Russellville for all the time I remember and could hardly wait till he retired. He loved tinkering with things and could fix almost anything. However he didn’t get to do all those things because he passed away from the big C a few months after he retired. I know he is entertaining everyone in heaven with all his funny stories and sayings and I still scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream.
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”