The economy and the internet may change the way we shop, but for those of us who are celebrating Christmas because it is the birth of Jesus Christ, it doesn’t matter if there are presents or not.
Watching a child discover the joy of Christmas is one of life
The Grants Farm and Green Houses have their train display set up at the Milford Green House on state Route 50 in front of the shopping center. The area where this shopping center is, I remember, years ago when they raised tobacco and corn, there and on the left was an egg co-op that bought eggs from the farmers, now that goes back many years.
I’ve been in a position lately to see some of these random acts of kindness first-hand and I just want to share some of them with you.
Last week my grandson and I went to Dirr Nursery to cut our Christmas tree. We brought it home, put it in its holder in the living room, untangled and strung the lights, and hung the ornaments.
Hope you had a good Thanksgiving with your family or friends. We had all our family here on Thanksgiving evening. Ruth Ann was cooking and baking for two days, not all day, but parts of each day. She is like her Mother when setting a meal for our family.
With all the hoopla lately about calling Christmas trees – holiday trees, I was curious about just how the custom of Christmas trees began.
Last week Ruth Ann and I, along with several other Lions Club members volunteered at the Bethel Tate High School to help with the H1N1 Flu shots for the high school students. While there we were talking to a feller and he said his daughter had cat food in a bucket on the porch, and when she looked in the bucket, there was a cat and a possum both in there eating the cat food. What a strange sight!