Clara's Corner: My T-Shirt

Thursday, October 22, 2009

My T-Shirt

The picture was too big in the next post...... sorry!

7 comments:

Diary From Africa said...: How wonderful that you are involved with creating awareness of this issue, Clara - as someone who's grandmother died from breast cancer, it is something close to my heart. Just yesterday I went for my annual check up and breast examination - here in Africa so many people are uneducated about this mostly preventable (if caught early enough)form of cancer. Love the t-shirt !; 8:11 AM
Judy said...: I like your t-shirt and glad you enjoyed yourself. This is a great cause. Have a good weekend.; 7:27 AM
jeanmac said...: Wonderful, Clara.; 5:01 PM
Loretta Gentry said...: What a great t-shirt. You are a wonderful sister in-law.; 9:14 PM
Rachel said...: They had one of the cancer symposiums, they called it, here on Friday, but I had something else going on that day. Hoorah on winning the T-shirt!; 4:04 PM
Betsy Banks Adams said...: Hi Clara, What a neat t-shirt. I think I've told you that I have a good friend (one of my childhood friends I was with last week in Maggie Valley) who has breast cancer. Hers has spread to her bones and we are all so worried about her.

Thanks for keeping the cure going...
Hugs,
Betsy; 10:54 PM
Jamie Dawn said...: Praise the Lord and AMEN to that!!!
A friend of mine was just diagnosed with breast cancer. She is my age, and the good news is that her lymph nodes are cancer free.
I hope you will say a prayer for her as she is going through chemo now.
GREAT t-shirt!!!!!
God bless you, Clara.; 1:13 AM

WHERE I'M FROM........

I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!