Thank you for the donated gifts

By: By Connie Porter - Contributing Columnist

Thank you to the precious ladies that donated gifts for the MediHome Valentine gifts. Missy from MediHome came by last week and picked up the gifts to add to the ones they had. Besides my Lockhart friends,that always help me with any project I get into, I had three ladies from Union come in and donate gifts. I was so surprised and thrilled to meet them. Now I start begging for the Christmas gifts.

D.A. McCloud

By now you all know we lost D.A. McCloud, Monday. Gina called me while I was on my way from Spartanburg, and I thought I misunderstood her. So when I got home I called the funeral home, and got ready to go and cut his hair, etc. For years he went into the Town Hall and helped Hugh turn valves or just came in to visit. And we always invited him to join us for any celebration we had. Gosh, we will surely miss him. My sympathy goes to his family. I had a doctor’s appointment and had to miss his funeral, Feb. 15.

Always On The Road

My theme song should be “On The Road Again.” It seems that’s where you’ll find me on my days off.

For example, last Wednesday:

• Town Hall at 8:15 a.m.

• Chester at 9 a.m.

• Left Chester at 10:30 a.m., went straight to Union to run errands

• Home at 1 p.m.

• Forgot a few things, so back to Union, and home by 2 p.m.

• Picked up the diabetic cat and took him to Lowry’s by 2:30 p.m.

• Back home at 3:30 p.m. and off to Spartanburg.

• Finally home at 9:30 p.m.

I really don’t know what it’s like to stay home. My life’s either the beauty shop or the road.

Adventures With Chuck

What has Chuck been up to??

Last Saturday we went to York Fish Camp, again. Again we saw Jennie Lee, Darlene and Marlene. We asked about Mert not being with them. She went to Lockhart Freewill for a Spaghetti Dinner that the youth was giving.

Then we went to Walmart (remember last week, I said I didn’t shop). So this week I told him to go to the hunting department and I was going to look at the clothes. And I tried on and on and on. And found some things to buy.

Then when we met up we went back to the garden center and in a little while met a lady from Ohio. And the three of us sat under the gazebo and had a wonderful visit. She was so interesting. I hated to leave. Gina always says that I’ll just talk to anybody. I just love meeting new, interesting people.

Chuck still spent more than me. You know it’s kind-of a contest to see who spends less. I’ll put something back just to win.

Sound Sleeper

Oh I just have to tell you this about him: After we left York, we went to his place and watched a very funny movie on HBO. Well about 10 minutes before it ended, he fell asleep, which his recliner always seems to put him down.

At the end of the movie I got up and went into the bathroom (which I had to walk right past him), came back and told him I was ready to go home. Then I tickled his right foot on then bottom; then the left; then the top of both feet; then his leg; then shook his arm; and then “Chuck, Chuck.” I thought he had died. He didn’t move.

When I finally got him awake he looked at me so strange. He told me later he was wondering how I got in his house. Is that a sound sleep? We’ve laughed every time we talk about it. I’m just great company — NOT!!


I sure miss my visits to the chiropractor. I thought I was going to see her today, but that didn’t work out for me. Also, I forgot to tell you what happened to me as I was leaving the funeral home Monday.

I was at the door and my foot got under the rug at the door,and I went down face first into the glass door, on my knees. My head hit the handle to push the door open. Put a cute split in my forehead, so now I have a beautiful purple bruise over my eye. I bled a little bit, but had a huge knot, and bruised knees and a sore waist where I must have jerked backwards.

The next day when I was talking to Tommy Genoble, he was trying to get me to go to the hospital, but like I told him I didn’t die through the night, so I must not have gotten a concussion, and my knees had soft spots that could be fluid from the fall or just plain fat. So I think I’ll live. Maybe I am getting clumsy in my old age. Who knows.

Well until next time, I’ll say good night. And call me at 864-545-6652.

News Around Lockhart

By Connie Porter

Contributing Columnist