Our recent sleet-based ice storm left the Allen area shut down. Schools and churches quit when confronted with heavy ice in their parking lots. Temperatures went down to the single digits.
This past Monday I found myself attending the funeral of my good friend, Linda Spain. Linda was a very successful person. I don’t mean she was wealthy or any of those things we often think about when we speak of a successful person. Linda was good at what she did.
Yes, there are people who live on this earth who see to it. One such individual was a “faithful” customer of mine way back in the 1970s. He was a chronic complainer who was forever being shorted on his medicine, by me.
Last December, the Virginia Military Institute removed a big statue of Stonewall Jackson. They are now hiding him in a museum. He was just one of many “celebrities” of the old south to vanish as American tries to change its history. I guess there really isn’t much wrong with the idea of change.
It’s hard to reimagine just how important this date is to kids anymore. But it is. Back when I was a kid, our family we would have a “tree” up many days before Christmas Eve and gradually the pool of presents would grow under it. What was in these presents? There was the mystery.