Marvin and Chuck Montgomery had their annual fish fry, Saturday night. Well, it was annual until last year, when they did not get enough fish to fry. But they had plenty this year. Everyone seemed to have a real good time.
Before I go on, let me say that Marvin and Chuck worked very hard to get everything ready, cleaning the yard, setting everything up, etc. But there is a silent partner that they call upon to be the gopher, go get this and that from town, and really I think this person makes everything run smoother, and that is Anita Montgomery.
It’s so nice just to sit around the picnic table and relate life’s stories with each other, and we had plenty of laughter. All and all it really was a great night.
The Right Trailer
I received a disturbing phone call Sunday, and I need to pass it on to some of you. It seems some of you get a little lost trying to find my place of business, and go to the wrong trailer, on the wrong street. The owner of the other place (beige ), is upset with me because some of you just walk into their home thinking you are at my place, and she wants me to tell you it is upsetting to her and her husband.
My trailer is green, and there is a sign on the porch (I don’t have it in the yard so grass cutting will be easier). My address is 411 Lockhart Drive at the corner of 3rd St. My house is just across the street and it’s trimmed in green. I’m really sorry for this but I really don’t know what to do about it, except write this.
Ailene was all excited when I saw her Monday. She and her daughter Cheryl picked her grandson Rolan up at the airport. He’s been living in Australia for a few months and working there. In a few days he’ll be heading back to Myrtle Beach where he’s lived and worked for the past few years. But she was enjoying what time she could get with him.
Happy Birthday, Hugh Gregory, on June 3. Hugh is a real special person that we just can’t do without at the Town Hall. I don’t think there is anything he can’t do. He’s always there when you call him, any time of the day or night, and he has all the answers.
A Trip To The Beach
Well, school’s out and a lot of my people are getting ready to go to the beach for vacation. I’ll tell you who they are after they get back. I think it’s great that you have such a wonderful place in this state that everyone loves to go to. People in Michigan tell me if they lived down here they’d be there every chance they could.
It’s not that easy for me to take off and go. First off, you have to be a planner, and I’m not. Second, I don’t want to inconvenience my customers in not getting their hair cut or fixed. Third, I get lost easily and no telling where I’d end up trying to get to the beach.
See, when I lived in Flint, Michigan, the General Motors Plants shut down for changeover at the same time and everyone had that time off for vacation, so that was not my plan. My husband was from South Carolina, so it was just natural that we would come here to visit family, so you really didn’t plan a thing. You stayed with family members and imposed on their lives for a week or two. Then you packed up and went home, and back to work. So I never knew how to plan.
When I graduated from high school, my girlfriend and I took a road trip all around the Great Lakes, but that was not planned either, we just played it by ear, and followed a map. I wish that I knew about Myrtle Beach back then, we might have wandered down there.
When I got my first job, my stepfather decided I should buy me a car. So I wanted a V W. He came home with a candy apple red 1960 Chevy Impala convertible (you know, with big fins). It was gorgeous. I didn’t know how to drive a straight drive, so I couldn’t drive a VW if I had one.
Well, this car gave us girls all the attention we wanted. Gas prices weren’t high so we could cruise for hours. Well, that’s not where I’m going with this story.
Let me tell you about the second family car that I drove when I first got my license. It was a 1953 Ford, it was old, the headlight was held on with a curtain rod screwed into the fender, it had a hole in the floor of the passenger side, so we put a piece of sheet metal over it, and after a while the back doors didn’t want to stay shut so we tied them inside with rope. We had a good time in this car.
One day my cousin and I wanted to go to K Mart, so I made a left turn into the parking lot and looked over at her hanging out of the car still holding tight to the door. So it was getting tricky. One day we were driving home and steam was coming out from under the hood, we thought the car was going to blow up so we rushed into the driveway, right next to the house, jumped out and ran to the opposite side of the yard, laid down and covered our heads and waited for it to blow (not thinking the house would go with it). The car just needed water in the radiator. I had a job at a radio station after school, and on my way home my brakes failed, so I blew my horn at all the intersections and lights and kept on going until I coasted in our driveway and stopped on the bumper of our other car.
Well, in my teen years we were lucky to get to drive any type of car, and they were all pitiful. Until my red convertible, then I was in the older group.
A Good Samaritan
I had a situation at my shop today, and as a result, it became an emergency. I want to really thank Travis Duncan for all his help. It was raining and I motioned for him to help me and whatever he was going to do, he came to give me 110 percent. He lifted a lady off the wet ground, and while I held her he got a chair under her, then he went home and got an umbrella to keep her from getting more wet. She was cold and scared and Travis went home and got a jacket and put around her. He stayed with us and helped carry her, with the rescue team, into my place. He really was caring. So thank you for stopping.
A Definition Of Failure
Failure is just another way to learn how to do something right.
And on that note, I will not bore you any longer and say goodnight, but since it’s just Tuesday, and I usually write on Wednesday, I won’t send this in case something exciting happens tomorrow.
A Visit To The Chriopractor
This is Wednesday now and I did go to the chiropactor, Dr. Sherman, today. I let her work on my foot, I’m hoping one day she’ll be able to break off the spur inside my foot. In reality, I’ll probably have to have surgery on it, but she does make it easier to walk on it. I haven’t been there in a couple of weeks because I have been on the run for everyone else. I told her that I’ve been keeping a lot of headaches lately, so she laid my head in her hands, and worked on my neck and let’s just say that when I left her office, I was a new woman, ready to take on the day. Meaning, taking on Spartanburg!
Poor Man’s Supper
Wesley Chapel Church will be having a Poor Man’s Supper, on June 6, at 5:30 p.m.. They will be serving pinto beans, potatoes, cornbread, fat back, cantaloupe, and desserts. Mr TJ Tyler from Morningside Baptist Church will be the guest singer. They want you to come and join them.
Happy Birthday on June 3 — Julie Comer and Todd Palmer. On the 5th — Gregg McCollum, Kellie Eaves and Sara Ann Franklin. Birthday wishes to Robert Gillian on the 8th, and on the 9th — Brent Greer.
Happy Anniversary on June 1 — Betty and Bobby Melton. Robert and Jean Carter had an anniversary on May 30.
See, I knew I could add something to this letter, but now it’s time to really say goodnight. 545-6652