Touched: Part 2 of a ‘Touch’ing tale
Bill LeCroy had been born and raised on the farm. His parents had passed away but he kept the farm. Bill had took pneumonia and it had took a toll on him. He was weak and couldn’t bring in his crop. He talked to Jay and told him his problems. Jay listened, then got to his feet and said, “Tomorrow I will help to get your crop in.”
He left assuring Bill that he would get some help They watched as he turned his wagon toward the country store.
Jay pulled up in front of the store where there was some people sitting on the porch playing checkers.
He stood silent for a few minutes, then something happened that startle the people. Jay Stone had raised his voice to a point LONIE ADCOCK that everyone could hear him. He told them about Bill LeCroy and his problems and the condition of the family. No one made a sound as he spoke. He stopped talking and looked around. Then he spoke again.
“In the morning I will be in the field behind the house picking his tomatoes and beans, come and join me.”
He turned and walked back to his wagon. He stepped up in to the wagon and said, “In the morning at day break.” He drove off down the road saying, “In the morning, see you there.” Every one stared after the wagon. This did not sound like the Jay they knew.
Jay was in the field the next morning when the people began to arrive. With the help of Moses he had set out a stack of baskets. As the people came in, the baskets began to fill. The wives of the people had brought food and when it came time to eat there was plenty of food. The women had gone to the house to help the people in the house. At the end of the day the wagon was loaded for Jay to carry to town the following day. They left with the understanding they would be back when needed. Jay set out the next morning headed for town. He arrived at the local farming market. The market being low on goods, paid him a good price. Jay got the list of stuff that was needed for the LeCroy house and then went by a doctor office. He talked to the doctor who made him a medicine for Bill. Staff graphic
Of the readers who responded to our most recent poll about whether charges should be pursued against the topiary thief, 41 percent said Yes; 42 percent said No; and 7 percent said No opinion. Poll results reflect only the opinions of those who chose to participate. Pleased with his day’s work he headed back home. He was late getting home, so he waited until the next morning to deliver the goods to the house.
True to their word, the people in the settlement looked after Bill until he got back on his feet. It was a Sunday morning and Jay was sitting on his front porch reading his Bible when he saw a wagon turn off of the road. Jay had been sitting in a swing picking on his guitar and singing hymns. Jay always gave Sunday as a day of rest and to praise his maker. He put down the guitar and walked out to meet the people in the wagon. When they got close he could see that they were the LeCroys.
Bob LeCroy stuck out his hand and Jay took it. In a good firm grip from Bill he knew he had a friend. Bill explained that thanks to him he was doing great and wanted to share a Sunday dinner with him. Where the church had been an outside class room had been built for the children. It still stood with benches and tables in it. The food was placed on the table and with a thank you prayer, the feast began. Jay could not think back on how long it had been since he had a meal that good. Former sweetFrog manager faces aggravated child molestation charges Remembering Fernando Main roads mostly OK with ice on secondary roads 2 teens do $6K damage to newly-poured sidewalk Cartersville man jailed after serious injury in wreck Incident at Neaton sends employee to Erlanger ‘It’s the life in your years’ Missing reindeer is recovered, anonymous letter includes $340 Couple facing drug charges after traffic stop Woman robbed at gunpoint in West Rome 8,577 views 7,152 views 5,497 views 4,912 views 4,676 views 3,065 views 2,915 views 2,810 views 2,119 views 2,039 views
Prior to my wedding over 20 years ago, my future fatherin-law offered this bit of sage wisdom: “It’s hard to screw up a wedding.” We didn’t — which proves his point dramatically. But still much ado is made of planning a wedding. There are actual television programs and magazines devoted solely to planning weddings. You may have seen these “bridal” magazines.
They are as thick as the Atlanta phone book, and entirely focused on the bride’s perspective.
As an equal-opportunity advisor, I am here to give the prospective groom, or his family, some helpful advice on planning a wedding.
While the bride is concerned with a thousand bits of minutiae involving the wedding, the beauty of this man’s guide to planning a wedding is that it consists of one, and only one, detail: The Wedding Date.
The date of the wedding is not something to be trifled with — meaning, letting the bride handle it.
That’s a recipe for disaster, low attendance, probably fisticuffs, and bad attitudes all around. Whatever you do, grooms, follow these guidelines in setting your date. Let her have her way with everything else.
That now embedded in your brain, you are not to plan a wedding:
During football season. Period. Anything from midAugust to the Super Bowl (late January/early February) is off limits. You may think it’s safe to plan your gala during one of the Georgia Bulldogs’ off weekends — it’s not. First, rehearsal dinners could interfere with high school football. Secondly, what if members of your bride’s family are (shudder) Florida or Auburn fans? Just stay away from it.
During the NCAA basketball tournament.
I know this from personal experience. Thinking Georgia wouldn’t make it far in the tourney (why would I?), I planned my wedding for late March. Tubby Smith’s Dawgs made a run that year. A loss in the final 16 saved my wedding.
During the first or last week of hunting season.
You may want to try avoiding hunting season altogether.
During the World Series. You never know when the Braves are going to be in it, so detour the dates of the series if at all possible.
On March 17. If this date falls on a Friday or Saturday, you probably won’t get anybody from the Savannah area to attend your wedding. And if they do come, they won’t be sober. Basically, you’re safe with a date from February through mid-March, then after the NCAA tournament until about mid-August. I’d stay away from December if at all possible (bowl season).
No need to thank me for this valuable bit of intelligence. Your gratitude will be shown when you follow it, and I don’t get an invite to a wedding during football season.