Hi everybody on this wet Saturday! At last we have some rain from hurricane Isaac but not nearly enough at this hour.
I wanted to go squirrel hunting this morning with some of the boys but it was to rainy.
The farmers are starting to harvest their corn and one farmer said he was getting maybe half of a crop. That probably won’t pay for what it cost to plant and harvest.
I saw and talked with an old friend Ron Fulenwider from Jonesboro at the resturant this morning. He and wife Paula are doing fine. She’s probably mad at Ron because he didn’t pick her any blackberries this year. Come to think about it I’m kind of mad at him also because that means she won’t be sending me any black berry cobbler. Ron, I believe me and Paula together can whip you!
I’m writing this on Labor Day week end so here’s a wishing everybody had a great Labor Day. I’ll miss going to Fort Massac Park on Labor Day and listening to that good gospel and country music but they canceled it this year. Maybe next year ok.
A big city lawyer was called in a case between a farmer and large railroad company. The farmer noticed that his prize cow was missing from the field through which the railroad passed. He filed suit against the railroad company for the value of the cow. The case was to be tried before the justice of the peace in the back room of the general store. The attorney immediataly cornered the farmer and tried to get him to settle out of court. The lawyer did his best selling job, and the farmer finally agreed to take half of what he was claiming to settle the case. After the farmer signed the release and took the check, the young lawyer couldn’t help but gloat a little over his success.
He said to the farmer, “you know, I hate to tell you this but I put one over you in there. I couldn’t have won the case. The engineer was asleep and the fireman was in the caboose when the train went through your farm that morning. I didn’t have one witness to put on the stand.”
The old farmer replied, “Well, I’ll tell you, young feller, I was a little worried about winning that case myself because that darned cow came home this morning!” That old faarmer wasn’t so dumb after all.
Today, Sept. 1, would have been my late wife Karolyn’s 67 birthday. I guess you’ll always remember dates like that.
Don’t forget the Reevesville Reunion on Sat. Sept. 29 at Reevesville Church Fellowship building.
This weeks Bible quiz: In the Book of John, who is the good shepard? For the answer read John 10:11.
Remember, some people are born on third base and go through life thinking they hit a triple.
You may be a redneck if your belt buckle weighs more than three pounds.
A big get well to my friend Bain Stewart.Hang in there buddy.
Until next week.