Betty’s Week

By Betty Shearer

 From reports I’ve had after mentioning my encounter with a big red wasp, these pest must be really bad this year. Many people say that, they too, have never had a problem. Most have suffered only pin prick feelings from stings in the past, but this year has been different. Many have had swelling, itching, and extreme pain following the stings. Cecil Ford had one sting her three times before it was finally subdued. Her swelling and itching, necessitated a trip to the doctor for a shot. I saw the wounds several days following the battle and they still looked bad.

  My single sting occurred two weeks ago yesterday (Sunday) and the wound is finally almost gone.

  Have had many remedy recommendations. Suggested were the usual, Clorox, meat tenderizer, baking soda, etc. However, two that I did not know about came from Joe Lowe, who says put a copper penny on the sting, and Dolly Smith, who recommends Sting Eze, which she says her late husband found over 30 years ago. She says it’s still available and I’ve been going down to Turnage Drug all week, to see if Binnie has, or can get, this product. So far I’ve not gotten down the street.


  As I was crossing Main Street last Thursday afternoon, a van stopped to let me across. Waved a thanks and then the window went down, so I turned to see who my good samaritan was. Heard, “Don’t rush, we’re not going to hit our B.B.” It was Betty Davis—I still do not recognize the new black van. Betty will celebrate her birthday Thursday—mine will come exactly three weeks later—and our birth dates were ten years apart. Betty and Al’s grand, Jackson, son of Traci and John Alvarez, will celebrate his on the 4th. Hopefully, sometime in September we’ll get in a party. Sister-in-law Ginny and Betty are almost the same age. Ginny’s birthday is the 5th.


  Robert Montgomery was in Thursday with more goodies. He brought more chili sauce, more bread and butter pickles, and this time he also had some pepper jelly. It’s all delicious. Robert says he’s has about decided that he needs to go commercial with some of his products. Sister Jimmie says tell him to do it—she’ll be a steady customer. Everything he and Agnes makes is delicious and I’m glad I’m a good enough friend that I get samples from time to time. It amazes me what some of these kids I watched grow up on Main Street can do.


  Finally got to read Hershel Howell’s first book, Lim, over the weekend. It’s very good, but not nearly as much to my taste in reading as Jeff’s God. This book has more modern day adventure, while still dealing with Civil War History. Many of you will probably like it better. I suggest that you read it and see.

  I’d passed my copy of Jeff’s God on to Jimmie and Bill, both avid readers. Jimmie loved it, as I was sure she would. Bill was also very impressed with it, stating that it was one of the best written books he’d read, and that it was written without the usual bad language and sexual additives, which most authors seem to think they need to keep their reader’s attention. It is a really clean book and one that any age person can read and enjoy. It comes highly recommended from all three of us. It will now be passed on to other friends and family.


  As we were getting out statements on Friday, I simply could not believe that the first of September is here. Fall is only three weeks away.

  Talked to Jim and he reported that summer was still in full swing in New Mexico. However, he says they’ve had more rain than usual. Says he’s cutting grass almost like in Mississippi. Must have been about nine to ten the other night when we were talking, and he says, “Well, it’s to late to cut the grass.” I forget that they’re an hour behind us and the sun is still up long after we’re in the dark. He reported that the flowers had sprung up and the dessert was breathtaking. I know that this is true—we were there a couple of times in the fall after they’d had a bit of rain and the seas of purples and yellows were unbelievable. Made me want to fly out. Also could use a fix of Mexican food. El Charitto’s is great, but Las Cruces has a much wider variety. Wouldn’t mind seeing Celeste and Jim either.


  Jimmie was busy making pear preserves Friday and Saturday—hard work. She did come up for lunch and to fix Mom’s hair. I convinced her that I needed to stay and keep Mom company. I’m surprised she didn’t pick me some pears and find a paring knife, so I could peel while Mom and I talked.


  Sunday night, following Fifth Sunday Favorite Hymn Sing, the congregation of Woodland Hills enjoyed a home-made ice cream and cake social. This was in celebration of our 9th anniversary and also the beginning of a new Sunday School year.

  As we visited the conversation turned to the over population of deer in our area. On my hill I often see a big buck. My doe, who usually produces twin fawns in the spring and in the fall, was in the yard with one very young fawn—lots of spots and still wobbly. Wonder if something happened to the other baby?

  Bro. Ken won the deer tales, though. He says they have three large bucks, and a number of does with twins. These fawns also still have spots.

  We were all in agreement that the over population will lead to disease, the deer becoming hungry and eating everything in sight, and getting in roads causing accidents, all of which is already happening to some degree. I rarely travel the WV/Pope Road without seeing deer and also on my way to Oxford each week there are usually deer on the roadside.


  The following info, sent to me by Jim, gives 2010 Census cautions (provided by Susan Johnson of the Better Business Bureau). It came email, so he and I have not discussed this. Maybe they’re having problems with census gathering in Las Cruces. Anyway, I thought it never hurts to have advance warning of possible problems. So I’ll share this with you readers.

  The first part pertained to the initial portion of the census, which entailed verifying address. This has been completed in our ares, so I’ve omitted it.

  The article continued:

  Eventually, more than 140,000 U.S. Census workers will count every person in the United States and will gather information about every person living at each address including name, age, gender, race, and other relevant data. The big question is how do you tell the difference between a U.S. Census worker and a con artist? The Better Business Bureau offers the following advice:

  —If a U.S. Census worker knocks on your door, they will have a badge, a handheld device, a Census Bureau canvas bag, and a confidentiality notice.

Ask to see their identification and their badge before answering their questions. However, you should never invite anyone you don’t know into your home.

  —Do not give your Social Security number, credit card or banking information to anyone, even if they claim they need it for the U.S. Census. While the Census Bureau might ask for basic financial information, such as a salary range, it will not ask for Social Security, bank account, or credit card numbers nor will employees solicit donations. Eventually, Census workers may contact you by telephone, mail, or in person at home. However, they will not contact you by email, so be on the lookout for email scams impersonating the Census. Never click on a link or open any attachments in an email that are supposedly from the U.S. Census Bureau.

  For more advice on avoiding identity theft and fraud, visit:

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