We’ll see ya around, Scotty

Record Observer - - OPINION -

Scotty MacGlashan de­serves all the ac­co­lades I know he is re­ceiv­ing af­ter the story of his up­com­ing re­tir­ing ap­peared in the news­pa­pers last week. He has been one of the most rec­og­nized and ef­fi­cient court­house folks any­one has ever seen over the past 24 years — and I am glad he will be around an­other year since elec­tions won’t take place un­til 2018.

When­ever I needed a ques­tion an­swered about the court­house or court pro­ceed­ings, he al­ways greeted me with a smile across that large, clut­tered desk, which, if I am not mis­taken, was where the three county com­mis­sion­ers used to sit be­fore we got so big we had to have five and moved into a new of­fice build­ing. It will not be the same as I walk across the court­house green and not see Scotty by the front door or com­ing out to say hello with that broad smile. It will be a darn shame he will not be able to serve as Clerk of the Court in that brand-new court­house go­ing up across the street.

Prob­a­bly a lot of folks did not re­al­ize he is a pri­vate pi­lot and has a grass land­ing strip on his farm just south of Church Hill. My brother, Bud, when he was liv­ing and fly­ing out of Hager­stown Air­port years ago would some­times fly over to the Shore, buzz our house out here in the Heights, then fly off to land on Scotty’s land­ing strip where we would drive up to meet him.

Guess we will all have to just lis­ten as he, along with his son and a cou­ple other mu­si­cians play their blue­grass mu­sic at events in the com­ing years.

I am not sure, but I imag­ine Scotty is the long­est ser ving Clerk of the Court, and pos­si­bly, long­est serv­ing court­house of­fi­cer in the county.

Have a won­der­ful re­tire­ment, Scotty. You de­serve it!

••• A NEW AU­THOR I look for­ward to read­ing a new book to be pub­lished in Septem­ber, writ­ten by our church’s as­so­ci­ate pas­tor, the Rev. Robyn Brown. She talks about it in our church news­let­ter, call­ing it a Chris­tian novel, “a book about Je­sus Christ and his walk with us in our lives.”

I must tell Kim, at the li­brary, to be sure and get a copy for the Li­brary’s new Mary­land Room and have it on the shelf for pa­trons when it is re­leased.

Au­thor Robyn says: “the book is about shar­ing the Good News of Je­sus Christ with as many peo­ple as pos­si­ble. Pray that this book will reach those peo­ple who need to know Je­sus in their lives, whether Chris­tians or any­one else. I can’t wait to share this jour­ney with all of you.”

••• WELL-DE­SERVED HONOR I see where Paul Reed Smith, founder of that na­tion­ally fa­mous gui­tar place on Kent Is­land, has been pre­sented an Hon­orary Doc­tor­ate of Pub­lic Ser­vice by the pres­i­dent of his­toric Wash­ing­ton Col­lege in Ch­ester­town.

It is cer­tainly a well-de­served honor for a man who has meant so much to the mu­sic world; and one who has gen­er­ously do­nated one of his guitars to the Centreville Lions Club to be raf­fled off at the an­nual Mu­sic Fes­ti­val each June. I look for­ward to once again sell­ing those raf­fle tick­ets on June 10 at the Fes­ti­val and show­ing off the fine-look­ing gui­tar to ever yone.

Ge­orge Spilich, a pro­fes­sor at Wash­ing­ton Col­lege, who says he was one of the PRS guitars him­self, be­lieves Paul Reed Smith makes the “best elec­tric guitars that have ever been made.”

Queen Anne’s County, nay, the State, is in­deed for­tu­nate to have Paul Reed Smith with us.

••• PLEASE SEND MONEY In a cou­ple mail­ings last week we re­ceived a cou­ple large en­velopes from out­fits want­ing money.

It must have cost plenty for the In­ter­na­tional SPCA to send the 15x12-inch en­ve­lope that in­cluded a small cal­cu­la­tor and greet­ing cards — and then along comes an­other en­ve­lope the next day from the Par­a­lyzed Vet­er­ans of Amer­ica, with an ad­dress in Wil­ton, New Hamp­shire, with an­other 50 or 100 la­bels with Ruth’s name on them, seek­ing money. From all the out­fits that have Ruth’s name and send her la­bels, she must have sev­eral thou­sand la­bels.

Oh, and here’s an­other en­ve­lope un­der the clip­pings and stuff on my desk.

It is a re­ally shiny one, and says in bold let­ters on both sides that it is for “RUTH DE­LIV­ERY” and “URGET LET­TER” and “IM­POR­TANT DOC­U­MENT EN­CLOSED.” Even on the back it says “IM­ME­DI­ATE AC­TION RE­QUIRED” and “EX­TREMELY IM­POR­TANT DOC­U­MENTS.”

Guess what was in­side: a form let­ter ask­ing Ruth to buy a lit­tle book­let sell­ing Arc­tic Ruby Oil.

Boy, how im­por­tant is that!

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