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Betty’s Week

  While delivering papers at Dunn’s, Paula told me to be careful driving in that pre-dawn light. She shared that on Monday morning a deer had hit her. She says, “Have you ever had that happen?” Told her I had and the collision happened less than a mile from my driveway, almost four years ago. 

Last deer encounter I’ve had and I’m sure hope I don’t have another. Sounded like Paula’s deer wreck was almost exactly like mine—deer ran into her driver’s side front quarter panel. I try to be so careful, but when one jumps into the road just as you’re passing, there’s nothing you can do. 

Even if I see it, I don’t try to miss it—Ed always said don’t swerve, just hit it head on. You’re less likely to turn over or go off the road. He was one of the best drivers I’ve ever known, so I follow his instructions. We have lots of deer in our area and chances are if you have never hit one, or one has never hit you, your time is probably coming—hope not.


  Mrs. Freddie Rutherford called Wednesday morning to tell me that she has a red plum tree that has little plums on it from a first crop of blooms and they look like they have survived the late freeze we had a few days earlier. But  more interesting was her report that this same tree has more blooms, which bloomed out after the freeze, so she is hoping that she will have a bumper crop of plums. 

She says that if she gets more plums than she can use, she gives some away, but also puts extras in the freezer for years when she has no plums. Sounds like a good idea. I do like plums—plum jelly is my favorite jelly, and I also like plum rolls. Don’t make these often, because I don’t need to eat them—they’re full of sugar.


  Mel and I attended the Lenten Luncheon at First United Methodist Church Thursday. Vicki Bell and her crew served delicious soups, cornbread, and desserts. The program opened with one of my favorite Valley singers, Barron Caulfield, bringing the special music. Bringing the message was Rev. Keith Keeton, pastor of Senatobia First United Methodist Church. Keith was youth minister at WV FUMC, I think he said 16 years ago, and I’ve heard him preach a few times since then. He brought a very inspiring message, based on Jesus’ temptation by the devil after he had fasted in the desert for 40 days. He was human, and like us, he was hungry, but  he resisted the temptation to satisfy his hunger the easy way. He made that sacrifice and so many more to provide for us salvation and eternal life. Keith brought out much of this and admonished us to, as Jesus did,  make sacrifices and  live the life, set by the example He provided for us. By doing this we can go from despair to glory.

  Keith’s wife, Emily, is the youngest daughter of long-time friends, Hilda and Dr. Carlock Broom of Pope. Carlock and I were students at Northwest together, and for many years Hilda and I were often bridge partners. On rare occasions when I  get to attend these parties, we still have a good time together. It was good to visit with Keith and catch up on his family. 

  This week the special music and message will be brought by Rev. Stacy Douglas, pastor of Coffee-ville United Methodist Church. Bro. Douglas will be doing double duty and he has no trouble filling both positions—he’s a great singer and an outstanding preacher. Everyone is invited to attend. The program begins at noon and ends by one.


  As I traveled over to sit with Mom Thursday afternoon at the Batesville nursing home, I was surprised at the flowers still in full bloom on the Pope/Water Valley and Eureka roads. A lot of wisteria blooms were dead, but so many apparently had been sheltered, that the display was still quite beautiful. I really think the azaleas liked the cold weather. There were hedges in full bloom in many yards. They were all colors and the bushes were covered from top to bottom—it really was a beautiful sight. The Bradford pears were in full leaf (all blooms gone) but the green of the leaves was a color I don’t remember seeing before—so pretty. Grass was really growing and mowers were out in mass. My weeds need to be cut—don’t have much grass. 


  Mel and I ran across the street to Hometown Pizza Wednesday to get a sandwich. She had a ham and cheese and I ate what is fast becoming my favorite sandwich—buffalo chicken. Both of us ate only half of our sandwich (they’re big) so I took the other halves to the nursing home and had supper Thursday night and lunch on Friday. For dessert Anne Burke had brought in a pan of her delicious brownies and they are so good anytime, but when you’re in that nursing home wanting a snack they are doubly good. Thanks, Anne, you and David are wonderful friends.


  I had Saturday off and came downtown to just visit. Needed prescription refills at Turnage and it’s always fun to visit with everyone there, and I especially enjoy it when Binnie is on duty. We share a lot of memories and he has stories that I’ve not heard, which occasionally come out. He and brother-in-law Paul were in the same class.

  Had not been able to get into The Velvet Glove since its renovation. Store is beautiful, with so many cute things, and, yes, I bought a few—first shopping I’d done in many months. Also, enjoyed visiting with Candy and Wes.

  Rest of my day off was spent washing, putting away clothes and junk, washing dishes and starting a fridge clean-out. This chore will cover several weeks. How do we get so much into this appliance? I found two large trash bags full of spoiled food, out-of-date milk, juice, mayo, pickles, and even nuts. I do waste a lot of food—think that just comes with a one person household.  


  Can’t believe that March is almost over, but April Fool’s Day will be Saturday. Watch out for the pranks. We used to enjoy pulling some on our dad—he was either very naive or else he just wanted us to have a good time. Still miss this fun time, even though he’s been gone for over 55 years. Enjoy this day and make some fond memories.

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