THE GOOD EARTH. Last weekend’s winds finally did what the Mother’s Day Night Tornado of 2015 couldn’t do: Completely uproot the dogwood tree which Mike Campbell had managed to save. He had tugged it back to up-and-down, and used ropes to hold it in place. It lasted for more than a year. Then — poof!
The wind also blew a sizeable pine down across Leslie St. near the Sunset Church of Christ. Other limbs and some smaller trees were down. All probably due to the very soft ground from recent rains.
Hate to lose the trees, but I ain’t complaining about the rain.
ANIMAL CRACKERS. Rumor has it that someone in my neighborhood was trying recently to trap the possum or armadillo which was tearing up the lawn, and instead, wound up with a red fox inside the wire cage.
Was it Louise? Did they ‘catch and release’ into the wild?
UPDATE: on my walk at about 6:30 Sunday morning, I glimpsed Louise wading through the dew in a neighbor’s backyard. She looked at me and trotted off into the nearby woods. ‘Nonchalant,’ would describe her.
WHEN I STARTED out as ad manager at the ‘Nashville News’ many years ago, one of my regular stops was at West’s Department Store. Ironically it was located real close to where the ‘News-Leader’ is now.
I would go there to see Reuben Reed who was the manager of the chain’s store here for a long, long time. It took me just a few visits to catch on to his dry sense of humor. We got along fabulously, and I still have hard feelings about the way the company shoved him out the door. Reuben never had a bad word to say about them, however, and he got on with his life.
I never tired of talking with him when he’d bring his football prediction clipping into the newspaper office. He was a frequent winner, always a welcome visitor.
RIP to a man I respect and appreciate. Peace to JoJo and his family, and thanks to the Almighty for putting such people among us.
Reuben lived a long and full life.
Jill Hunter Hasley didn’t get the long part, but her short life was full of giant steps.
A physician friend recently told me that someone who becomes a nurse practitioner actually has more classroom medical education than many older physicians.
Jill became a nurse practitioner the way many have done. The ones I’ve known were all young women who got married, had kids, had jobs, maintained households, got an education here-and-there as they could, and NEVER gave up, despite distractions and hard times coming in and out of their lives.
They became LPNs, then RNs and then, finally, usually after six or eight years, became a nurse practitioner. It is hard for me to imagine the dedication and discipline it took. Not to mention brains.
That was just about Jill’s story, except that she became exceptional NP.
And then she was gone. One day the veil will be lifted and we will understand the Almighty’s plan.
Until then we will hold Jill up as a genuine hero and wonderful role model. She left two lovely daughters, a brand new grandbaby, her loving husband, and a very large following of admirers.
Peace to her family, and thanks to the Almighty for putting such people among us.
NICE VISIT. Just had a nice visit with the twins — Pins and Needles.
AND Julie Tuck of Nashville was a delegate to the National Democratic Party Convention in Philadelphia. She was committed to Bernie.
I KNOW I WROTE this twice before, but out of 113 million-plus Americans, are Hillary and The Donald the best candidates we can come up with?
THINGS I LEARNED from opening email: The road to success runs uphill, so don’t expect to break any speed records.
HE SAID: “A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” Oscar Wilde, Irish poet and playwright
SHE SAID: “Mental prayer in my opinion is nothing else than an intimate sharing between friends; it means taking time frequently to be alone with Him who we know loves us. The important thing is not to think much but to love much and so do that which best stirs you to love. Love is not great delight but desire to please God in everything.” St. Teresa of Avila, theologian and author
SWEET DREAMS, Baby