alrighty then

I live on a road with a scrapyard 1 mile from the house.  As you can imagine, it is a hot mess trying to get in and out to the by-pass what with vehicles out in the road waiting to go in plus all their crap that gets dropped for us to run over.  I cannot count the number of times I have had tires patched or plugged because of picking up screws and such just driving down the road.  The business is within the Dyersburg city limits and on the 

way to the municipal golf course.  It happened again today and I took the screw and receipt to the (new) owner.  There had been a gentleman's agreement with the previous owner that he would pay for tire repair caused by his business.  New owner said that agreement was not valid after the sale.  Hmm.  Way to make friends in the neighborhood dude.  I will follow up with a complaint to the city which has been done time and time again.  

I am remembering my Daddy, a USAF veteran along with all others past and present.  Thank you all for your service to our country.  Next week is my mother's birthday in heaven.  She will be 91 and I miss her every day.  She was the ultimate southern lady with a quick wit and a big heart.  I will always remember the big ass pin that was stuck on the bulletin board by the island where they ate.  "I am not dead yet" it exclaimed.

You all know how I feel about the election.  It has taken me a week to come to terms with the reality of it.  As a Christian, my choice is to pray for our country and the future leadership.  The Bible is full of tales where people disobeyed God and he smacked 'em down big time.  Big Ernie is in charge of all of it, and there is a reason for every season ^j^