Clara's Corner: Gary....Our Son....

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Gary....Our Son....

Gary, the History buff, has started back to school at East Tennessee State University!!! It has been 20 years since he got out of college. This was his first day of class. He would love to teach History and I would love to see him accomplish his goal..

4 comments:

Rachel said...: I hope he accomplishs it as well and no doubt he will!

I laughed at your last post about the crocheter's last will and testament!! Very funny!!; 8:27 PM
dot said...: Good luck to Gary!

Clara, I"m glad to see you posting again!; 10:42 PM
Marci said...: I am sure he will accomplish his goal. Blessings on you Gary!!; 5:37 PM
L. said...: Isn't it nice when our children do things that make us so proud?

Good luck, Gary! We will all be rooting for you...; 11:07 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!