Sib Day

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Yesterday was National Siblings Day. I feel bad for any woman who does not have sisters. They seem like a necessary part of life to me. My best friends, my go-to folks when I have troubles or triumphs, my partners in crime, my sources for tons of fun and laughter.

The picture above shows me and my two sisters. Joanne is the oldest (12 at the time). She is holding Ramey (we called her Pat or Patsy when we were growing up). And there is three-year-old me, standing in front, scowling because Mama made us stand facing the sunshine and it was bothering my eyes. (That’s how you had to take picture with a Brownie. No flash.)

Practically every picture I can find of me as a kid has a pissed-off look on my face. I must have been a miserable kid, or maybe I just didn’t like to have my picture taken. Still don’t. You should see my recent (last month) driver’s license photo. It’s horrible, and I’m definitely not showing it here. It’s hiding in my wallet where it will only come out if demanded by an officer of the law or an election official.

BOOK CLUB MEETING

Tuesday afternoon, my book club met at our new local eatery, The Three Earred Rabbit. Yes, I know “eared” is misspelled. But that’s how they spell it, so that’s how it is--the rabbit has three ears, the the word has two Rs. The Rabbit is located in an historic building which housed the popular Power’s Cafe when I was growing. In addition to a great place for burgers, french fries, and sweet tea, it was also the site of the Greyhound Bus Station. One of our town’s few claims to fame is that Elvis once stopped in on his way someplace and had a burger. This and Charles Barkley puts Leeds on the map.

11074196_414097372104443_5911610776948971487_oI believe it was in the early 60s or maybe the very late 50s that Elvis stopped by for sustenance at our local restaurant, Power’s Cafe. He’s seated here with the daughter of the restaurant’s owners.

Rabbit "For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in,  I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me."--Matthew 25:35-36

I love the scripture verse over the counter. It’s one of my favorite verses from my favorite book of the Bible,  the Gospel of Matthew. For me, that book contains all we need to know to follow in the footsteps of Jesus.

Anyway, it was a good meeting. Good food, good friends, good book. We discussed the very popular Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens. If you haven’t read this one and you love a good story, I can recommend it with enthusiasm. It has all the things I love in a book: good story, unpredictable plot,  lifelike characters, intriguing setting, and beautiful writing--all combined into one good book.

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On 04/11/2019, Stephani in N. TX said ...

Glad you have a little coffee clatsch (SP?) place to join friends. Loved your dogwood, your Spring Princess, and your poetry. Hope Spring is kind to you and to Alabama.
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