The next meeting of the SCDC has been rescheduled for Monday August 20 at 7 pm. All meetings are open to the public. The summer has flown by and I have been told that a fish fry will be held at the community center on September 29. Watch this column for further details.
If you have an event coming up, the community center is a great place for birthday parties, family reunions and meetings. For rental information call Lori Rouse at 847-2200
The Corinth Country Market is featuring green tomato relish, jalapeno peach jam and all varieties of apple desserts this week. Store hours are Tuesday-Friday 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. and Saturday 8 a.m. to 3 p.m. The Corinth Country Market is located on Highway 100 just past the airport. To place an order please call Laura or Heidi Miller at 847-1921.
The Red River Meeting House has a busy fall schedule, so mark these dates on your calendar.
64th Annual Potluck Dinner/Meeting, 1:00pm September 9, 2012
17th Annual Primitive Camp Meeting and Rendezvous October 12-14, 2012
4th Annual Christmas Service (after parade 4:00 pm) December 2, 2012
1st Sunday of every month – church services at 3:00 pm – speakers vary
Have a great week and be good to one another.
Notes from Schochoh: Last Saturday I took advantage of an unseasonably cool August morning that felt more like October. I was the first to awake, so I took my coffee out to the patio to enjoy the quiet before the hustle and bustle of the day began. The grass was still wet with dew. I watched as the farmers began their busy day. I looked around at the verdant fields of soybeans that stretched as far as the eye could see. I thought about the generations of my family that had plowed and planted some of those same fields so many years ago. There were no air conditioned tractors and combines then, only teams of mules and harnesses.
On this Saturday morning there was no ringing phone, no annoying television, only the sound of birds and the hum of grain bins across the field. From my vantage point I could see the tip of the steeple of Whippoorwill Baptist Church.
There was a cloudless blue sky and the smell of clean, fresh air. I thought of my old house in Bowling Green where all you could smell from the front porch was the stench of the dog food factory if the wind was blowing the wrong way. I wondered how I ever lead the hectic, over stressed, over scheduled life that I left behind seven years ago?
I realized that Schochoh is in my blood. I draw strength from the serenity of this place that will always be my home, no matter where else life takes me.