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.