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Betty’s Week

  The annual Chamber of Commerce Banquet was well attended and was a very enjoyable event. I sat at the table with Bobby Murphree and his wife, Kay. Bobby is a long-time friend and I had met Kay several years ago and it was great to get to know her better. Always enjoy visiting with Bobby. 

  Mayor Larry Hart, in his state-of-the-city address, was very positive, telling us of some interesting advances going on. Stated that sales taxes continue a slow constant climb and some needed repairs to the city’s infrastructure are being done. The Braswell Hatcher Community Service Award was presented to a very deserving Tonya Eubanks by Mary Sue Stevens, who told of some of the many community services by Tonya during the years. 

The principal address by Justice Ann Hannaford Lamar, a retired Missis-sippi Supreme Court Justice, was very complimentary and upbeat. It was enjoyable to hear a speech that majored on the positive for a change. Thank you, Judge Lamar, for all your  nice comments. She reminisced about all her ties to the Valley, starting with her college roommate, Vallian Lou Ann Holt. My ties to Judge Lamar are with her father, who often came to Water Valley for Circuit Court. He and Daddy Shearer were friends, so when he had time out of the courtroom, Judge Hannaford often came over to the Herald. He would visit and even sometimes did some work, using my desk—the only one in the office where you could find enough uncluttered space to put down papers and use a working typewriter. He was a delightful man and I always enjoyed his visits.  

  The food was good—I really enjoyed the green beams.

  President Toni Hill, as always, was a great emcee, with her extensive knowledge and quick wit. She passed the gavel to another very knowledgeable lady, Linda Maynor. Hate to loose Toni, but I’ve worked with Linda for many years and I know she will make this a good year for the Chamber. 

  The only problem with the night was my own fault. Had arrived late so I was parked in front of the civic auditorium and  had to walk a long distance in heels. Made it fine going in, but coming out I got down the driveway at the CAC and stepped up onto the sidewalk. Somehow I turned a knee and almost fell. 

You know you fall for about five minutes and I’m glad we do, because it gave Tyler Hill time to see my problem, race across the street and catch me before I hit the sidewalk. Think he broke the four-minute mile. He got me on my feet and steady, took my key, brought the van up and got me safely into it. Offered to drive me home or to follow me and get me into the house. I was sure I could make it in, but I thank him so much for his kindness. You just can’t beat Water Valley friendships and their caring.


  Tuesday morning I had to call David and tell him I’d be late. After I finally got dressed I called again to tell him to wait outside and get me into the building. He did and I was able to sit and do my Tuesday job, which is proof reading. Work completed, he put me in the van and I made it home and into the house again by myself.  Wednesday morning he had to make the paper route. 

Thursday I came on to work and the knee was much better. Dr. G took a look at it and assured me that the bones were fine, but I had some pulled muscles, which would heal in time. Prescribed icing for 15 minutes every two hours and ibuprofen. I’d already started this regime—thanks to my watching sports medicine shows. Figured if it worked for the pros it should work for me. Today (Monday) it still hurts to walk, but the knee is getting better each day.


  I was able to sit with Mom, could stand long enough to feed her and could walk to the ice and Coke machines. We have a fridge in the room, so I could freeze my ice pack and keep  up my icing routine. Did have to make Jimmie bring in my overnight bag and food supply. She also came by to carry it back to the van when I was leaving. Had one major problem while there – the air went off. I know how to fix it, but it requires getting down on your knees and resetting the switch. This was a bit painful, but if your are burning up, you’ll do what it takes. As I was saying good-bye, Mom, in her usual manner, tells me she loves me and to be careful driving home. Was a very pleasant drive, did not see a single deer, and only had three vehicles with me, all gong in the same directions I was. Often I travel with these same vehicles—one turns left, not far from the Good Hope Road; and one right onto the Liberty Hill Road, and the last one right on to the road by the fire station. When I see the black pick-up, and the two white cars, I almost feel like I’m driving with friends.


  Sunday morning at Woodland Hills we had a large crowd for breakfast and even more for worship service. The food and fellowship was so much fun and  Bro. Lynn’s sermon was enlightening and encouraging. He said he had preached his first Easter sermon 53 years ago. I wanted to tell him it was on March 29, 1964, and hear him ask how I knew that. The reason for my knowing that was that Ed and I were still childless—Jim was born the next Sunday morning which was April 5. Mom had made me a beautiful Easter dress and I did not get to wear it until April 12. Memories are so much fun.

  After worship, several folks helped clean up the kitchen. Bud, Wanda, and Autumn McCluskey, not only helped clean up, but also put all my cooking gear into the van. Got home and went inside to get into my jeans before unloading. Shortly there was a knock on the door, went out and there stood the McCluskeys  who had come to also carry all that stuff into the kitchen. Now you can’t beat friends like that. Autumn, who has just gotten a driver’s license, drove her dad’s pick-up up my hill. Told her that she should qualify for even a commercial license. Bud turned the truck around and Autumn took it back down that hill. I get the van up and down okay, but don’t know if I would tackle driving a big pick-up down my driveway—she’s a brave little lady. I do appreciate the McCluskey family.


  I did not have a single bloom on my dogwood trees Sunday. Think that this is the first time every that the trees have not bloomed out for an early Easter or the blooms have not hung on for a  late one. Oh well, it has been an unusual year for plant blooming schedules.

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