Remember those cozy evenings as a child when your mother or grandma invited you up in the lap of her rocking chair and tucked you under a soft quilt that she had made with her own hands from old hand-me-downs. She would let you pick a favorite book or two and you would spend the evening reading, giggling, and creating memories, all the while you were inhaling undetected skills that you did not perceive to be a part of the experience. “It’s never too early to start reading to your kids,” shares UT Institute of Agriculture Assistant Dean and Professor, Dr. Matt Devereaux.
On Sunday morning, I get up and get ready for church. I have gathered all the materials I will need for the day on the Saturday night prior—clothes, Sunday school booklet, Bible and commentaries. This way, I don’t have to rush to get things done and can sleep a little later than would otherwise be possible. All I have to do is get up, shower, shave, put on my clothes, and grab my Sunday school bag before heading out the door.
My wife is different. She gets up around 6:00 to 6:30 a.m. and begins her preparations. This involves showering, fixing hair, applying makeup, choosing clothes (sometimes trying on more than one outfit), choosing shoes, ironing my shirt (if she feels it needs it and has not done so on the previous night), putting on her clothes, and collecting the things she takes with her every Sunday—cell phone, iPads, medicine, snack, and coffee. Almost every Sunday, she says on the way to church that she feels as if she has forgotten something.
Before iPads, she used to take her camera for pictures. (You never know when a Kodak moment will present itself!) I used to joke with her that she was the only person I ever knew who took a camera rather than a Bible to church. This was solved by leaving the Bible at church perpetually.
When we get to the church (or any destination for that matter) with very few (if any) minutes to spare, as I leave the car I ask the same question, “Trunk or not?” This, addressed to my wife, means does she wish to put her purse in the trunk. Sometimes the answer is yes, sometimes no, but almost always without fail the opposite of what I anticipate.
Anyone who knows me well realizes that I have over the years lost either the ability or desire (maybe both) to be as organized as when I was younger. The reasons for this I leave to the speculation of you, ever Faithful Reader. I will say this—I never leave the house on Sunday morning with anything that I don’t intend to take into the church with me. Rarely do I goof, but there are exceptions.
There was the Sunday for which I had spent quite a bit of time on the lesson I was to teach. I highlighted the leader guide and underlined the commentaries, made notes in the margins, placed bookmarks in the appropriate places in the Bible and commentaries to find references easily, etc. I arrived at the church and discovered that I had left my Sunday school bag at home. I panicked for a few moments, and then fell back on Plan B—lead the lesson from memory. God was with me, and it went fine.
There was another Sunday when I made it to church with my Sunday school bag, but left it in the sanctuary after the morning service. This happened because I varied my routine—rather than take it to the car immediately after the service, I left it on the pew while I talked to some people in the church, then rode to lunch with some of our church friends. I failed to retrieve it at the evening service as it was not something I ordinarily do. For some reason, I was very anxious as to whether my bag would be there on Wednesday evening, but it was, and all was well.
One Sunday after morning church services my wife and I went with a group to Bel Air Grill in Halls. My wife had me open the trunk so she could place her rather large purse in it. Normally, when she wants something out of the car she sends me out to get it, but on this particular Sunday she asked me for the keys and went herself. She probably did this to keep from agitating me, as I do find it aggravating to go out to the car to get something she specifically had me open the trunk for her to leave.
She was gone for quite a spell, but eventually returned with a family of three. It turns out my wife was trying to open the door of a car with no luck. Perhaps in desperation, she asked these people if they would help her get into the car. The man looked at the key and said, “This is a Cadillac key.” My wife replied that we had driven a Cadillac to the restaurant, and the man replied, “But this is not a Cadillac. This is a Lincoln.” It took a few minutes for the appropriate car to be found, but it was located, and then I suppose the family thought it best to make sure my wife found the group she had left in the restaurant.
The story had a happy and surprise ending. My wife invited them to our church. The next Sunday I was going around shaking hands and a lady said, “You don’t remember us, do you?” I said I didn’t, and she replied, “We’re the ones who rescued your wife last week.”
Sometime later, I was in the pharmacy picking up prescriptions and one of the girls behind the counter said, “My brother helped your wife find your car at Bel Air.” It turns out that these people are related to the Thomas family and are probably distant cousins to my half-brothers and –sisters on my father’s side of the family. Interesting world, isn’t it?
When my wife either hears about or reads this article, she will say I am making fun of her. Never fear, Faithful Reader. Next week I’ll share a story about a time I didn’t come out looking nearly as good as my wife.
Scouts and leaders from one hundred forty-three countries gathered in West Virginia for the 24th World Scout Jamboree. It has been more than fifty years since this event has been held in the United States. Four years ago, it was held in Japan, will be in Korea in four more years, then Brazil.
More than 45,000 Scouts from around the world gathered at the Summit Bechtel Scout Reserve near Beckley to “Unlock a New World” the theme of this year’s Jamboree.
Union County High School junior Seth Bates advanced to the Regional Golf Tournament for the third straight season. The student athlete from Plainview advanced out of the toughest district in the state to qualify for the regional tourney at Oak Ridge Country Club. Seth hopes to carry over his accomplishment in golf to a successful junior season in basketball for the Patriots. Great job, Seth!
by Coach Gary. D. Chandler and Coach Christian Chandler
World War One had far-reaching impacts on American society and its citizens. Union County, Tennessee, was not excluded from these impacts. As we celebrate Veterans Day, we should all take time to remember those brave men who fought to "make the world safe for democracy," but also remember the citizens who suffered, worried and rationed to support the war effort.
There are many examples of such sacrifice. But, there are also examples of the joy these citizens felt when loved ones returned from the far-off battlefields of Europe.
When relatively small abnormal stresses are repeatedly placed on normal joints, the injuries that result are called repetitive-stress injuries or cumulative-trauma disorders. The stresses placed on joints by poor posture, poor joint position during the performance of a task, and/or poor workstation ergonomics make these joints more likely to be injured.
There are three basic principles that are especially important when considering the impact of proper joint movement.
Those of you who served in Vietnam remember the draft. I remember when the draft was activated at the start of World War II. It has been around a long time. My two brothers, Rodney and Russell were 12 and 10 when the '40s war began. Rodney joined the Navy when he turned 17. With the war over, most of his two year tour of duty was spent in a good-will tour of Europe and North Africa, ending at Guantanamo Bay in Cuba.
Recently I went to a local pizzeria to purchase the evening’s supper. My hair was in pretty bad need of cutting, so bad in fact that it looked slicked down because it didn’t have time to dry in the morning before I dressed for work. The young girl behind the counter said that I looked so professional except for my wild tie and slicked back hair. She asked, “Are you a car salesman?” I replied, “No, worse, I work for the school system!”
As old as I am, it is still difficult for me. No matter how much I struggle, I simply cannot stay within the lines when I color.
As a child, I often glanced over at the color pages of other children in my class. This included Sunday school as well. Their pages had pretty uses of colors and defined edges. My page looked as if I had colored while wearing a blindfold.
It really is no better now. When my daughter Sara was small, I would sit with her and color. I often heard, “Momma, you’re going out of the lines again.”
There are those who will say that dogs and cats are always natural enemies. That may have been true hundreds of years ago when canines and felines were competing for the same prey, but I contend the relationship today is much more complex. I give, as example, the friendship of Boots and Butch.
Boots was an orange Tabby kitten, with huge white polydactyl paws. He was a neighborhood stray, being cared for temporarily by friends who suddenly had to move. As the last box of dishes was being loaded in the rental truck, my friend asked, "What are we going to do with Mittens?"
4-12th grade students gather and build their sewing skills at the Extension office on the 3rd Tuesday of each month. Students must RSVP in advance to ensure there are enough supplies. Contact email@example.com
6-12th grade students interested in learning about companion animals and conducting service learning and volunteer hours are invited to attend the monthly 4-H project group each 3rd Thursday monthly. Contact firstname.lastname@example.org for more info.
Maynardville Public Library would like to invite everyone to a very special celebration on Saturday Nov. 16th from 10am to 12pm @ Maynardville Public Library located @ 296 Main Street in Maynardville to help us celebrate our ONE MILLIONTH Imagination Library book being sent out!!! That’s Right ONE MILLIONTH BOOK!!!! Everyone is welcome to attend this very special event! We are so excited to share this with everyone and hope that you can come! Also if your child is not a part of the Imagination Library this will be a great time to sign up your child age 0 to 5yrs!!
4-12th graders are welcomed to participate
Weekly meetings will be held on Mondays from 3:30-4:45pm at the 4-H office
October 21, 28, Nov 4, 11, 18, 25, Dec 2, 9
Oct 19 - Weigh-in, Eartagging, and Deworming at Jones Farm 9am
Oct 20- Ownership Deadline
Nov 1 - Eartag Deadline
Dec 13 - County Show in Knoxville
Dec 14 - Region SHow in Knoxville
Jan 6-9 - State Show in Murfreesboro
Stephen James Hurst-age 64 of Maynardville born May 29, 1955 passed away Thursday, November 14, 2019 at North Knoxville Medical Center. He served his country and was a veteran of the U. S. Army. Preceded in death by mother, Mary Nell Hurst; grandparents, H. M. “Smitty” and Rebon Smith; Fred and Zola Hurst.
Survivors: father, James Hurst; sister, Vera Collins and husband, Allen all of Maynardville; nephew, Matthew Collins; niece, Sarah Craze and husband, Daniel Craze and children, Jackson Houston and Chloe Craze. Best friend, Reid Bridges.
Velma Tarr Nicley Clark-age 89 of Maynardville passed away Thursday morning, November 14, 2019 at her home. She was a member of Mt. Eager Baptist Church. Preceded in death by parents, William Henry and Ava Francie Schlining; husband, Luther Paul Nicley.
Survivors: son and daughter-in-law, Junior and Mary Tarr of Maynardville; special friend, James Nicley of Maynardville.
Ted Todd, Sr.-age 79 of Maynardville passed away peacefully at his home while surrounded by family and loved ones Sunday, November 10, 2019. He was born May 30, 1940 to the late Marshall Todd and Geneva Todd Swindle. He was a member of Grace Full Gospel Baptist Church, Corryton where he served as a Deacon. Ted was also a member of Waverly Lodge No. 615, Martinsville, Indiana where he joined in 1962 and always remained a member in good standing with Indiana Freemasonry.
Randy Leo Relford-age 61 of Sharps Chapel passed away Saturday, November 9, 2019 at Fort Sanders Regional Medical Center. He was born February 3, 1958, one of fifteen children of the late Clifton and Ima (Wright) Relford. He was also preceded in death by half-brother, Clarence Evans; brothers, Bill Wright, Terry, Gary and Darrell Relford; sisters, Phyllis Thompson, Mary Ann and Darlene Relford.
Margaret “Maggie” Vera Parker, age 12 weeks, passed away on Wednesday, November 6, 2019. She was the 1,274th ECMO (Extracorporeal Membrane Oxygenation) patient and she fought for weeks to stay on earth with her family while waiting for a heart transplant. She will be deeply missed by her family who treasures what time they had with Maggie. Preceded in death by grandfather Dan Parker.
Jerry Lynn Simmons Sr., age 83, was called home by his Lord and Savior on November 5, 2019. He worked over 40 years in construction and land surveying. He was a man of integrity and deeply loved his wife of 61 years. They were inseparable and an inspiration to all who knew them. He traveled all over the country and shared life’s adventures on the farm and lake house. Jerry was a wonderful man with a sweet spirit, and he was an amazing daddy, pops, and papaw.
Roy Vaughn Graves, Jr. – 68 of Maynardville, went to his eternal home, November 4, 2019, surrounded by family and friends. He was a member of Hansard Chapel Methodist Church. His new life has begun, a life that will never know sickness, disease, sorrow or loss again. He is finally healed and made whole. Vaughn was so grateful for all his family and friends that were so supportive of him through the good and the hard times. He was owner and manager of Union Parts and Equipment in Maynardville for over 30 years, but his true legacy is his family, who he loved deeply.