Thanksgiving.  The Attitude of Gratitude.  And we had plenty for which to be grateful again this year.  Donna Ruth loves this time of year – Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s.  She loves the decorating and co0king and all the family-time that is a part of the season.  Thanksgiving was certainly no exception.  DR prepared for several days to get together all the right things for ‘the meal’ we would have on Thanksgiving Day.  It was her ‘turn’ to have the family at our house and she was busy as a bee getting it all arranged.

Of course, I had to tidy up some of my ‘stuff’ too so there would be a place to eat and room to sit.  Sometimes I am a little bit too loosely organized with my music and projects and the big dining room table is such a good place to work! But I managed to clear up the vast majority of the instruments and other stuff, at least for a few days, to make room for the celebration.  I wasn’t unhappy to do that for sure, so don’t get me wrong.  The benefit was well worth the effort!

Donna Ruth’s younger brother, Glen and his wife, Lyn and oldest son T.J. would be coming for the late afternoon/evening meal.  T.J. had to work late at  his job so we moved to a ‘dinner time’ plan.  He has certainly grown into a responsible and creative young man.  Besides being a dedicated employee at his work, he has developed a love for WOOD and woodworking which couldn’t have pleased me more.  I have always loved working with wood and it is so nice to see a young guy appreciate the grain, age and character of a piece of wood.  He made a really cool cutting board for us last Christmas that is definitely a work of art.  Speaking of art, he is pretty good at that too.  AND he plays bass, so what else could I ask for in a nephew!  Just keep supplying some wood now and then for presents at birthday and Christmas.  Makes it easy to ‘shop’ for him!

Their younger son, Neil couldn’t be with us and we missed having him there but we will plan to have some time around Christmas to catch up with him.  He’s also become quite the ‘music man’ of the group and sings like a bird, well not exactly, but you know what I mean.  Nice to have some family in my life like that too. Being an only child can be lonely at times but not around DR’s family, thank goodness.  Another little spot of gratitude.

Glen was born about the time Donna Ruth and I first met in the early 1960’s and since we have been together ever since, he is like the real brother I never had.  I couldn’t have picked a better brother anyway if I had been given the chance.  Time around Glen has always been fun time and while he has certainly grown to be a responsible person and great Dad for his sons, he has always kept his sense of humor and loves having a good time.  He can break away from computer technology to go fishing and camping any day!  And there’s never a dull moment when he’s around. And that is nice.  He is such an important person to our son, Grant who credits him with his love for wrestling.  And they did get to go to some good wrestling matches over the years.  I remember one time we picked them up from an event and they had shouted so much, neither one could do much more than a whisper.  It was an oddly quiet ride back home that night!

Glen and Lyn met back in college days as I remember.  Seems like a long time ago and yet only yesterday.  Funny how that works.  I do remember times when they were in college and came to visit.  And several of us had red hair back then!  Now, some of us don’t have much hair at all or what we have is gray!  But that’s just patina!  Lyn has always been quite the healthcare giver person.  She fit right into the family with DR’s Mom being a nurse too.  It has been a good time all these years, this being the 54th time we have carved a turkey together.  Well, let see, Lyn hasn’t been here that many times, but who’s counting! She has been there enough that I can’t remember much when she wasn’t.

So, Thomas, Grant, DR and I all enjoyed a great day with Glen, Lyn and T.J. and of course, Jitterbug, who was working diligently to keep all the crumbs and morsels picked up from the ‘accidental’ drops that came his way. While I carved the turkeys, he stood close by for support and encouragement!   It was a big day for him too.  We found him in his bed sound asleep pretty early.  So many people for lap sitting, petting and holding it was just overwhelming!  Even Jitterbug was grateful.

There were TWO turkeys, one baked and one smoked (both great too!), homemade stuffing (tasted like my Mom’s always did), sweet potato casserole (like DR and Glen’ Mom used to make every year), smashed potatoes too-da-la (as our kids call them, but that’s a whole new story), cranberry sauce (cut on the little ‘rings’ just like Glen like to do it as a kid), broccoli casserole, fresh-frozen green beans from our garden (and boy were they good!), gravy, tolls, homemade pickles and snacks (like we needed snacks!), deviled eggs, and plenty of sweet tea and lemonade (mixed the way I like it).  What a meal.   Glen, besides being good with computer stuff, has become known as the PIE MAN and brought his versions of pumpkin and pecan pie.  Oh well, there went the diet!  Speaking of the ‘brother I never had, Glen has always been in my life and couldn’t be much better than a real brother.  He made a special pecan pie for me with a pecan flower on a stem.  I took a picture it was so cool.  He is a great guy and sometimes I forget he isn’t my biological brother but he IS my real brother!  No matter how you want to figure that.  I pushed him in a stroller and put together bicycles and other toys at Christmas just like he was family.  No difference.

I spoke some about ‘gratitude’ before as the most important attitude we could possess.  Well, today was clearly an example of that concept.  What more could one hope for than to have good family who could laugh and love together for a celebration of Thanksgiving.  It was a good day.  It has been a good year. All of us are well and happy.  That’s where gratitude comes around.  Something money can’t buy.  Something some people don’t have.  And something some have never known.  But in our little family, GRATITUDE is a big word that can scarcely satisfy the meaning of what it is like to be in this place, at this time, in this life. I am truly blessed and so is this family.  That’s nice to be able to say.

We all went to bed GRATEFUL and satisfied that we were loved and have been loved for a long time.   You can’t buy that either.  It just IS or IS NOT and in our case, IT IS!  And I am grateful. I hope you had a HAPPY THANKSGIVING.  I know we did and are looking forward to more good times in a few weeks for CHRISTMAS.  That reminds me, it’s time to break out the trees and Christmas decorations.  Have to get busy on those wooden gift boxes DR wants for the front yard.  GRATEFUL!





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Well, sure enough, we reached the big 5-0 at least from a high school graduation perspective.  FIFTY years, seems like a long time but things around Routh are pretty much the same.  The folks looks pretty much the same.  And the big town of Routh is pretty much the same.  Our old school building became a technical school branch for computer instruction. Cool I guess.  It served us pretty well for 12 years since most of us started together in the first grade and graduated twelve years later.  We did have a few friends move away but we always counted them as part of our class.  Our do have our old gymnasium to meet in for big events and the ball field gets used by local elementary and other ball teams.  My DAD was Chairman of the local school board when the gym was built.  He died shortly after that but he would really be proud that it was still standing and had worked out so well for that many (over 60) years.  I was glad it didn’t get damaged much when the Big Muddy flooded a couple years ago.  They only had to replace a few floor boards and repaint but it looks like it always did for the most part.

For the celebration, we invited everyone we could think of who had ever been in our class and got together a pretty good group. Well, to us, over 50-60 is a good group since we only have about 40 in out class!  Several came from out of town.  Some came from nearby and others travelled a good bit.  But we had fun.  It seemed pretty much like we had always been together.  Many of us continue to stay in touch regularly and even get together for lunches and events during the year for no particular reason than FRIENDSHIP.  But some live too far away to be home often.  We did have several teachers there as well.  It was a little difficult to tell the teachers from the students…we thought that was odd.  But eventually, doing the math, we figured they were only a few years older than us anyway.  We always THOUGHT they were older but really, there was less than ten years separating us and them.  In those days, a college graduate could teach with a four-year college degree, well today too, I guess, but none of them had more advanced degrees.

Since a good many of us married classmates or someone a year or two younger or older, we actually had about a 5-year reunion with the husbands and wives included.  They were all friends too in our small, rural Blue Ridge mountain school house and most of us were intermingled in classes while we were in school too.  That was nice and since there were so few in each grade, we still had plenty of friends!

We met for dinner and fellowship at the big church fellowship hall (seems appropriate) since it had kitchen to help with the food and stuff.  And, we had a great evening sharing pictures, stories and catching up on each other’s lives. Well eating too!  We had the local printing company make a special football style t-shirt with the number 50 on the back in our school colors and got one for all the members.

A fun time was had by all, at least I think so.  We had lost a couple class members who had passed on and that was sad remembering them. We did share some stories and memories of them and said a prayer.  But, it was a great evening and we hung around late talking and sitting by the rock fire place and finishing off some of the desserts and munchies.  You don’t want that good stuff to go to waste!

It is a little sad to think that kids in school today may never have what we had back in those days with less than 50 students in a graduation class and knowing most of the folks in your whole high school!  It was a good time to grow up.  We didn’t know much about violence, gangs and drugs.  We did get together on Friday nights at the Blue Moon to sit on our cars and eat burgers and fries.  And made our own pizzas from a box, played 45 rpm records and mixed up our own chip dip with sour cream and dry onion soup but it was pretty good.  In fact, it was REALLY good.

The REUNION was good. Routh was good and we were all good.  It was a GOOD time. We should have more GOOD times like that and maybe if other people …. well maybe they would know more about GOOD too. Maybe we should have smaller school, not larger?  Bigger isn’t always better.

Well, Jitterbug has walked back in the study and has that look on his face like it might be time for a ‘walk’.  While it’s still light outside, I think I could stand a little walk myself.  Wonder if there’s a moon out tonight?  Jitterbug, let’s go check.  Y’all have a great week.

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ALMOST A YEAR: Gratitude

Well, it’s been almost a year since I accidentally drilled a screw into my right hand and I’ve been working to get back to ‘normal’. Not sure I will ever quite get back to ‘full strength’ but it is nice to be playing guitar, mandolin and bass again. The fiddle bow is a little tricky but I never was that good on fiddle anyway.  And, I’m getting older in the process so I am sure that takes it’s toll in the whole scheme of things.  I can now open a jar of Donna Ruth’s homemade muscadine jam, blackberry preserves or green tomato pickles, so I’m grateful!

I have really been enjoying our Wednesday lunches with the ‘car guys’ at the Blue Moon. We don’t do any pickin’ but we sure trade a lot of ‘licks’ on how to fix cars and on some of the projects we are currently working to complete.  Nice to have some time to talk with the guys.  Seems that gets to be more and more important as the years pass.  But the food is just as good as always.  My favorite is the hamburger steak, but that’s a lot of food for lunch so sometimes I settle for a chuck wagon sandwich or a cheeseburger.   James and Mac like the hotdogs but Donna Ruth says I shouldn’t eat them.  I remember though, when I did have one, it was good!  And the fries are awesome!  And for those things and friends, again, I am grateful.

I’m still doing some counseling too and having lunch IN PERSON with the guys and TALKING with each other reminded me of one of the major issues I see happening with the folks I see as clients.  They don’t TALK WITH or WRITE LETTERS to the people they call ‘friends’ and ‘family’ much these days.  All folks seem to do is text, tweet, twitter and stick their face in that book on the computer…and send emails, and e-cards.  Donna Ruth thinks one day kids will be born with a ‘chip’ in their hand for communicating with others and won’t even need a phone or a voice box!  You know, I had a 10-month old kid in the office recently and he was watching videos on a smart phone…HIS smart phone.  His mom said he love that and could work it pretty well but he wasn’t walking yet.

I remember when my MOM, bless her soul, would anxiously await the mail during the Christmas season for Christmas cards she would receive from friends and family.  The cards were quickly opened upon arrival to check for pictures, letters and other surprises inside.  But the cards soon went up on the stair rail (going up stairs) to see and enjoy  for the season.  The stair rail was usually covered from top to bottom and sometimes both sides with cards. And she saved cards from year to year.  She loved to get cards in the mail and to send them to others.  It was a GIFT that went both ways for her. Grateful for sure.

I remember MOM being careful to add any new or changed mailing addresses to her big book addresses and Christmas list.  And I remember how special it was for her to get cards to send each year.  I would help her get all the cards together, put on stamps, seal up the envelopes and put on return address stickers.  “Don’t forget the return address sticker” she would say, partly because she want to make sure they had her address to send a card and partly because the sender’s address was so important to her personally.  As I got older, I remember helping address cards and sign my name to cards as well.  Some of my most fond moments and memories.

It was one of the most important things we did during the Christmas season-sending Christmas Cards. We talked about that at ‘car guys lunch’ this week and how few people send cards these days or even talk with each other.  We vowed to keep having our lunch get-together for just that reason.  And to send real cards this year through the mail to our friends and family.

One of the younger clients I see told me that her generation just didn’t do cards, or letters or even face-to-face talking and she felt that was a problem for their age group.  She also told me ‘they’ (her age mates) had more of a ‘fantasy friendship list’ and that they rarely really “knew” each other.  They only communicated over their phones with text and email and almost never saw each other except at school to talk much, and that was limited by classes.  She also told me that if they needed help from someone, they probably wouldn’t have any idea how to ask for that or even who to call.  It’s all about “ME”, she said of her classmates and how they think only of their own needs and wants.  She also had one really stunning thought, that her ‘group’ didn’t give any credit to others for ‘being here’…not parents, teachers, or family…they were ‘heroes’ on their own and had achieved their current position in life all by themselves.  That really struck me and she was quite sincere.  An old soul in a 15-year old body but she knew what was happening.  Worth thinking about I’d say.  We decided to call her ‘group’ – “ME-linears”.  She thought that fit well.

Makes me want to get out the cards, stamps and return address labels right now!  Donna Ruth suggested we make our own cards this year with a family picture in front of one of the cars, and I jumped to agree with that.  I already had a box of cards I bought with an old pickup truck on the front but her ideas was even better.  MOM would have loved one like that for sure.

Well, next week is THANKSGIVING and we sure have a lot to be thankful for.  Donna Ruth and I often think of how much we are and have been blessed over the years.  So once again, the turkey is bought, and much of the other ‘stuff’ needed to fix the meal.  Her brother and family will come and we will have some great times talking and visiting and that’s good.  It is a blessing to have family and friends.

I certainly hope you have a great THANKSGIVING and CHRISTMAS season and can enjoy some family and friends and talking, visiting and face-to-face contact with each other!  You can CALL up long distance folks on the phone but do TALK and don’t just text or email.  It is the SOUND of your voice that makes the difference and when you can, get together in person to talk, and hug, and laugh with those you hold dear.  We need more of that in our world of today.  Do your part to make it a loving place to be.

I think it’s time for Jitterbug’s walk down to the pasture, and maybe check to see if any dear have been passing through.  Jitterbug doesn’t see as well as he used to but loves to walk and check the air for scents.  I love to go along as a ‘dog-guide’.   The weather is just right for a little time outside to smell the air and kick a few leaves.  Hope you have a great day too.  And remember, if you have an attitude, the greatest of all attitudes to have is the ATTITUDE OF GRATITUDE.  God Bless you all.




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I couldn’t play my bass, guitar, mandolin, fiddle or piano for almost 8 weeks. Got a serious staff infection in my right hand and it stayed wrapped up in bandages for most of that time. Seems somehow I managed to punch a screw into my right palm working on a deck project and thought it was ok but sure enough, it really wasn’t. My hand got infected on the inside and swelled up as big as 3-4 hands. Pretty scary some of the time. But I prayed a lot and God helped a lot by sending me some good medical helpers and I’m healing day by day. It’s been over 4 months and still getting back my strength. But so thankful and blessed to be back playing music and able to type this story.

DR and I had planned to play and sing some Christmas music at Church with a couple friends, TC and Bonnie. We all go to the same Church and enjoy getting together to play music and sing sometimes. TC was playing accordion. I was playing guitar and mandolin and Donna Ruth and Bonnie were the singers. Well, we all were singing and it was going to be fun. But I wasn’t sure my hand was going to be ready by Dec. 20 to play mandolin and guitar like we had planned. We were thinking about “Plan B” but sure enough, the week before the Christmas social at the Church, I was moving my fingers and got to play for the first time in a couple months. Had to use my small amp for my instruments since I didn’t have my usual strength but boy was I glad to be able to be there and go along with Plan A!

Didn’t get to finish the deck project yet. It is ok but not complete and I will get back on that this spring. Reminds me to really be careful and make sure to treat even small cuts or wounds seriously since they can really become a BIG problem. Take that as a WARNING!

Anyway, lots of prayers from the Church folks, and some great medical folks, a hand surgeon and home health nurses and DR TOO! They all worked together and pulled me out of a pretty deep hole. Great to have all those support folks around. We would be in a real mess without good friends, good medicine, and good prayers. Thank God the HAND is looking up and working better. It was a close call.

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Elwood’s Garage in 2015

I guess part of the reason I haven’t been around here writing much lately has to do with me spending a lot of time out in the garage and down at the shop. It seemed to be a good year to get some of my vehicle building projects done and it has worked out pretty well. Mostly trucks this year, I guess but seems like I like trucks and station wagons a lot. Anyway, pretty much got my ’48 GMC panel truck together and running. Tagged and all ready take for a ride. We have to name all the cars and trucks so DR can keep track and we call him “Jimmy”. DR even helps some with the upholstery and interior stuff. She helped on “Jack” too. He’s a ’48 Chevy pick up truck and we cut up some old black denim jeans and made the door panels. Looks good and works good too with the hip and front pockets still working for storage!!! I think of “Jack” as my “Wrangler Edition” build. Still have some work to do on “Elvis”, the ’55 Caddy but he’s beginning to come around too.

Well, it does keep me out of trouble and is a fun hobby. Good for mental health too I think.  My son, Thomas often helps with the work and finding parts. He has been a good one for cleaning and restoring some of the old parts we needed to reuse. He still loves his ’56 Chevy Panel truck we built a couple years ago and we occasionally tweak a thing or two on it as well.

DR’s getting a CAR of her own this year I guess. She named her car “Bonnie” since it is a ’37 Chevy 2-door sedan and looks a little like a car from the “Bonnie and Clyde” era! Anyway, she has picked the colors and we have an engine and transmission ready to drop in so I guess we will have a car to add to the stable this year. Man, I’ve got to get busy!

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Donna Ruth’s Retirement

It’s been interesting having DR around the house more for the last year or so. She retired (well, semi-retired) in November 2014. Really doesn’t seem that long ago but sure enough it has been almost 15 months now. She’s been working one day a week at her ‘old job’ and that was good for her, not to have to leave ‘cold turkey’. But mostly her boss didn’t want her to go and leave him alone! She had been a good help to him over the years and he was glad she agreed to come around each week to touch base and make sure things were still working the way they should. After all, she had been there 37 years or so and nobody else knew all the history of the place.

It was good too for DR since she has had just ‘enough’ work to do to stay connected and not feel lost herself. Thirty-seven years is a long time to work in one place. And I think she would have felt a little lost just stopping all together. It has been good and she has enjoyed being able to garden, bake, watch some of her favorite TV shows, and ride around on the garden tractor to mow grass when she wanted.

We sure have had some good garden veggies and pretty flowers too since she has had the time to tend to that stuff. Nice too having her around for an extra cup of coffee and some breakfast too. Not having to rush off to work has been nice.

She’s a good’un, that DR. Can’t believe this year will be 48 married years for us and really more if you count courtin’ time. That would push it up to about 54 years….that’s a long time. But I sure would do it over without a thought. Sure there have been some hard times but lots more good times and fun times all along the way. Sharing and caring and working together.

It is nice to have the retirement time to be more ‘together’ that we had working. Lots more chances to do things together and get caught up on our ‘project list’!

Well, it’s been fun. Hope it can last a good long while.

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Liz’s Season Feb. 15, 2016

Well, it’s been quite a while since I visited here.  Lot’s going on I guess you’d say.  But today is significant.  Today we lost a good friend, or I guess we like to say she moved on to her home in Heaven.  Norris’s wife Liz left us before we had thought she might.  But we don’t have control of that, really.  God had a Plan.  We have a Season.  Liz had her Season and it was a good one.  She and Norris had been together over 40 some  years, married that is and had a couple good sons and a daughter and some grandkids.  We had all been together around Christmas/New Year’s to share some time and enjoyed some pickin’ on the back porch.  It was odd to be able to be outside in December, but the weather was unseasonably warm and inviting.  So after dinner with friends, we all ventured out to the porch and picked up to about 11pm.  It was nice, and it is my last memory of Liz and Norris together.  It is a good memory and one I will cherish.  Liz was firm in her faith and belief and I am sure that she is in a good place now.  It is really difficult to think about what the year will hold for those of us left behind.  We will be sad and struggle with our thoughts.  But mostly we will be comforted by God’s Unseen Hand knowing that It Is Well with her soul.  God Bless Norris and his kids and grandkids during this time of grief and loss.  God Bless us all with His LOVE and PEACE as this new year 2016 begins to unfold.


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A New Year 2015

Well, it’s been a year since I last wrote words here about life and times in Ruth. Doesn’t seem that long but I guess time flies when you’re having fun!…or maybe when you’re getting older like me. Still making some music now and then but since my good friend and mandolin picker, Bubba passed on, music has been a little different. We all miss him at the Blue Moon Cafe pickin and, well, things just aren’t the same. Winter has been pretty good to us this year with only a little snow and some milder days. Did get into the freezing area and Donna Ruth had to get the plants into the greenhouse and turn on the heater so it can stay warm. But a lot of days have been pretty nice and we could even work outside. But, it’s not over yet and we can always get that late February or March or early April snow and ice. So we aren’t packing up the winter clothes yet. We have just about packed up Donna Ruth’s Christmas decorations. She loves to put up 3-4 trees in the house and such and I sure don’t mind since everything really looks nice and festive.

We did get to have some folks over during the Christmas and Thanksgiving (and New Year) days and eat some good food and sing some music. Donna Ruth and I celebrated our 53nd Christmas together. That’s quite a ‘run’ I guess you’d say. And it was another good one for us and the family. Grant and Thomas were here of course and enjoyed Mom’s famous ‘taters’, dressing, prune cake and such…we never go without some good cookin’ when DR is around, that’s for sure!  Oh yea, DR decided to slow down the working some and ‘retired’ back in November…well started working ‘part time’ one day a week.  Sure is nice to have her around the house more during the week.

It was nice just having the family around and healthy and sharing some time. Going up toward Fergusson Friday night for some good music with our bluegrass friends, Lonesome Range, from Barbersville. Should be a good start to the year getting to see to boys again and hear some good music. Bluegrass always helps you feel better no matter what.

Well, I can’t really believe it’s been a year…but here I am again. About ready to tack on another birthday soon. But that’s good and I’ll get some of DR’s good cooking and maybe my favorite lima beans! Hope you all have a great New Year 2015. Wow…seems odd to say 20something….but here we are. Have a good’n. See you soon. Doc J.

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Ramblings of a retired mind

Well, it has been a while since I did much writing. After the passing of my friend Bubba, (Dr. BJ) things just weren’t quite the same anymore. Sometimes these days, I find myself wandering around as though I am living in history….I told Donna Ruth this morning. She wasn’t sure what that meant and I wasn’t so sure myself. But sometimes it does feel that way….disconneted, might be a word to use.  But writing is back on my ‘bucket list’ for this year and I thought I might as well get on with it.  Being a card-carrying social security recipient along with my Medicaid, has made me think more of that ‘bucket list’ we all joke about at times.

I still have my old cell phone and some of my family make fun of it…. a ‘flip phone’ they call it. Sometimes it gets more attention than I would like and my better days are ones when I ‘forget’ it at home and no one can reach me by calling. Goes to ‘voice mail’ or a text message. By the way, I really don’t like text messaging much. It’s ok for a one time note to someone but some people try to get me to go back and forth for 15-20 minutes or more. Might as well dial my number and say what they want to say or ask and get ‘er done! My phone doesn’t have a keyboard and I have to type using the numbers. Of course, that beeping noise begins to get on people’s nerves after a while or they say, “Dad, why don’t you get you a new phone?”  They think I could type it quicker and it would be better or the beeping would stop so I just turn off the volume and mind my own business.  It works fine for me – actually more than I really want.  So that is low on the list.

I plan to keep this phone until it fails to light up one morning.  I remember days we didn’t have anything close to this kind of technology.  I would head out in the morning on my bike and tell my Mom I was going to some place or ‘just riding around’ and she would say, “Well get home for supper” and I would.  She knew I wouldn’t miss supper or dinner as some people call it.  And all the time I was gone, she couldn’t call me, didn’t know exactly where I was, and trusted I would be OK and make it back for supper.  I always did.

We didn’t have a lot of the ‘convenient’ things of today: computers, internet, iPads, iPods, mp3 players, let alone cell phones.  We didn’t have our own personal cameras (in our cell phone) either.  We just had time and a bike or some friends to join up with and play ball or make up a game.  It was a much simpler time and we all survived, for the most part, except for the war (Vietnam) but that is another story.

SEARS is closing in our little town and that will be odd.  It has been around here since about the time I was born and I can’t imagine not having a Sears store in town.  Blamed it on decreased store sales and increased “on-line purchasing”.  That’s the way it works these days.  A good many of the ‘Mom and Pop” stores have died quietly away.  Antique shops, 5 & dime stores, drug stores with soda shops, bakeries, and my favorite, drive-in restaurants (not drive THROUGH) but ones where you parked and ordered you burger and a curb hop brought it out to your car and you could sit there and eat and enjoy the food and the experience – GONE.  Too bad.  I remember that was how DR and I spent many weekends and date nights – cruising the drive-ins, since back then there were several around.  Of course, we had our favorites.  “Chuck’s” was one of the favorites and they had the best cheeseburgers or at least we thought they were the best.  And we loved to get to “Boscoe’s” and “Beaver’s” as well since they all had something special to go along with the ‘atmosphere’ of parking outside and enjoying the day or night.  Lot’s of good memories with those thoughts.

Life is different now for sure.  It really doesn’t seem like it could be so far removed but I guess it’s ‘history’.   That’s kinda what I’ve been living, lately I guess, ‘history’.  Trying to keep some of it around but most of it keeps slipping away.  Young folks don’t have time or desire for much of that way of life.  Too slow, I guess.  But it was really a less stressful and more friendly time.  I notice how many of the folks I knew back in those days during high school and just after, seem to still be in touch today.  In talking with my sons, that doesn’t seem to be the case.   Only a very few of them ever connect to talk or visit.

Well, it’s raining today.  Has rained all day and may tomorrow too.  That’s good for the earth and we need some rain.  It did warm up some so it isn’t freezing like it could have last week when it was really cold!  Guess I will go check my text messages and voice mail.  Where did I leave that cell phone?  Don’t know what I would do without it!  It’s here somewhere.  Think I may have turned it off.

Happy New Year to all.  Get your ‘bucket list’ out and add a few things for the year.  Then get started.  They tell me it’s no good to just have a list…you have to ‘work it’.

Elwood “Doc” Jackson

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“Call me up sometime”, she would say….most every day, even if I had just called and we were getting ready to say ‘Good-bye’.  “You made my day”, she would say….every time I called and it did seem to make her day.  Her life was built around making sure I was OK and then, later on, making sure her grandsons were OK and we (me and Donna Ruth) were OK as well.  She spent her time making sure others (mostly family and friends) but others too, were OK.  She was the world’s best at sending birthday and occasion cards to people who deserved them and were on the list…sympathy cards as well…and thank you cards.  I remember the year at her birthday (and actually years after) we bought her a whole pile of different cards with envelopes and stamps and pens so that she would never have to run out and get a card to send.  I remember that a local drug store was going out of business and selling all their cards in ‘grab bags’ for a few dollars a bag (can’t remember exactly) but I remember going through the table piled high with cards and getting several dozen bags that I could tell had some different cards inside.  She said it was one of the best gifts she had ever gotten.  We continued to replenish the stash from year to year when we found cards that might work for various situations and from other ‘sales’.  She loved to make life ‘OK’ and ‘better’ for others.  It made her feel better to make others feel better.  I understand that so much now as I play music for the nursing home on Sunday mornings and make trips to Kentucky with Yates.  Doing for others, is doing for yourself.  And that was all she ever wanted in return….just call me up, any day, any time, I’d love to hear from you, you made my day, just a call to check and see that she was ‘OK’.  Oh I wish that I could call my Mom, just one more time today.

Elwood ‘Doc’ Jackson

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