Dad's 84th Birthday

Tomorrow, Sept. 16th will be Dad's 84th birthday. Both he and Mom have had some real good days lately. We had a fun time at a birthday party for him yesterday at Cherry Hill. See my Facebook for more pictures.

"Cousin Cliff"

So much has been said about "Cousin Cliff" Holman in the past few days after his death. For those of you who may not know, he was a very well known figure in Birmingham TV who hosted a cartoon show for kids in the afternoon. For those of us who only had 3 channels(and one of them educational), it was such a treat to watch Popeye, especially on weekdays, and Cousin Cliff did a great job. I was fortunate to have my birthday on the show once, and be on it with some neighbors another time or two. I remember going with the Glasgows on one occasion and having a fender bender coming down Red Mountain from the station.
My most recent contact with Cousin Cliff came several years ago when I was at home one afternoon and answered the phone. The voice on the other end said, "This is Cliff Holman," and I immediately recognized who it was. How exciting! He was trying to locate a young man who had no phone, but had an address that was close to the church building.He said he wanted to find the guy who had done some yard work cutting trees for him and he had promised to do a birthday party for his child as a favor. I knew the boy(who didn't have 2 nickels to rub together) and was able to tell him how he could contact him. That was Cousin Cliff- larger than life on the screen and off.

Dove Hunting Fun

Saturday was a first for me, going dove hunting. If I had been able to hit a few doves, I would have said it was now "my sport." It was great fun, but I couldn't hit those birds flitting about. Josh was kind in saying that I hit one when we both shot at several, but I am not sure. I am sure that I shot about 50 times with only one "maybe" to show for it. Did I say it sure was fun? Thanks, Josh, for a great day. Oh, yea, it was Josh's birthday. He is so special to me.

Passing of Ma Pounds

I am saddened this morning to learn of the death of Ma Pounds(Lois Pounds Black) this morning about 5:20 a.m. All of my family and our camp family will miss her, though we rejoice that she was a faithful soldier of the cross and know that she is so much better off now. I am reminded of so many good times that we had. She was a student in my grandmother, Bess Courington's, Bible class and often told me of that experience. My first ICYC camp memory of her is at the creek clearing off land about the year the camp opened. She always came to my camp session to teach the kids with her Dorcas clothes for the corncob dolls she would make, her scrolls, etc. She broke her hip during my camp week and had to teach her class before leaving to go to the doctor! She would come to hear me preach every chance she got and was always far more complimentary that I deserved.
She was dear to all of us who knew her.