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Stockman
and Thereabouts
- November 17,
2009
By Pat Crawford
The last time I wrote or typed,
I made some glaring goofs: the
class of 2010 and Mrs. Tippett
made s slide show, not a style
show, at the last pep rally.
They did such a good job with
approrpriate pictures and music
to match each senior. Mrs. Tippett
bragged on them for working
so long and hard on their slide
show.
Happy birthday to some November
folks: Judy Adkison, John Crawford,
Don Gibbons, Darren Crawford,
Beverly Tippett, Margarat Baca,
Linda and Jim Ross, and Linda
Kay Moulton, to name a few.
The Timpson ISD honored our
veteran's last Wednesday with
another inspiring, patriotic
Veteran's Day Ceremony. Elementary,
Middle School, and High School
students presented patriotic
readings reminding us of the
sacrifices of all our veterans.
The younger students presented
flags to the veterans and led
the audience in singing "God
Bless America." The THS
band played beautiful patriotic
music. After the cermony, the
high school staff served lunch
to the veterans and their spouses.
We always enjoy preparing this
meal, but more than that, we
love to tell the veterans how
much we all appreciate their
service to our country.
Dot spent Friday night with
Aunt Marie and Uncle James;
she enjoyed her visit with them.
On Saturday, our cousin Angela
Clark and her friend Robert
drove up from Houston for a
short visit with Aunt Marie
and Uncle James and our family.
We found out that Robert is
a terrific musician. Zachary,
Joey, and Kenda enjoyed the
pointers he gave them.
Congratulations to Garrison
and Center for going on to another
level in football competition.
Our THS students are looking
forward to their Thanksgiving
holiday. I hope everyone enjoys
the day eating and visiting
with family and friends. We
will have a lot of family with
us on Thursday.
Meet Me at the Door
Zach Crawford
Monday I’m longing to
go, where my family likes to
go.
Where my friends like to go;
where my preacher on Sunday
goes.
Well I’m going to Stockman
church at four,
hitch up the buggy and meet
me at the door.
My grand daddies used to go,
my grandmas used to go.
Songs are sung when my mom goes;
my brother sings when he goes..
Well I’m going to Stockman
church at four,
hitch up the buggy and meet
me at the door.
Horace and Johnnie used to go,
Sis and Barney they used to
go,
Ralph and the Lillys used to
go; Florrie and the Ramseys
used to go.
They went to Stockman church
at four,
they’d hitch up the buggy
and meet you at the door.
One Sunday I want to go, where
my loved ones wanted it go,
where we’ll meet and grieve
no more; where we’ll love
and want no more.
Well it may not be Stockman
church at four,
but hitch up the buggy and meet
me at the door.
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