Foote hoping to draft ordinance governing temporary rentals
My brother Alvin and his wife Becky had brought me to a Christmas sing-along at the brightly decorated Country Club of Jackson. On this night we were downstairs in the Onyx, a room filled with joyous, celebrating people calling out hellos and greetings to one another.
“Iraq Vet. I’m hungry and cold. Help me.” On my way to the grocery, stopping for a red light, I donated to a sad-faced man wearing combat fatigues and holding a cardboard sign.
A few minutes later, parked and heading into the store a passing car slowed down and someone waved me over.
September 23- When I turned to our opening hymn in church this morning, for some reason, after the words, “Joyful joyful, we adore thee,” I hummed, “Strangers in a Distant Land.”
Those were not the words written in the hymnal - not what the congregation sang.
I was dreaming of riding a silver gondola over foam capped blue waters, rolling hills with tiny stone villages on either side, and turreted castles around the next bend in the river when the sound of running water awakened me.
My cruisemate, Edrie was taking a shower.
“Danube so blue,
You flow straight through