George Jones once had a hit titled “The Right Left Hand”. The song was about a man who had been divorced. He put a golden wedding band on the left hand of a love that was not to endure. Finally, the man felt he had found the right lady to marry, so this time he was going to put a golden band on another left hand, but this attached to the right mate for life.
I only actually placed one golden band on a lady’s hand, and we’re still attached. That ring, unfortunately, was stolen, and the only comfort I have is that God will bring justice to that thief, just as he will bring vengeance on the one who stole my high school class ring.
That woman I married had knee surgery a little over a year ago on her left leg. I was trying to be the dutiful mate and do my diligence to take good care of her. One particular evening she went to bed and asked me to wrap the gauze bandage around her wounded leg. I painstakingly wrapped her leg, then prepared the ice machine that was to cool the leg and keep down the swelling.
After wearily climbing into bed myself, having just arranged my covers just perfectly, I heard her voice. “You’ve wrapped the wrong leg!”
Hopefully God will be more merciful to me than I would be with the ring thieves. I need much forgiveness for what I said, even more for what I thought, when I had to rise from the warm comfort of a soft pillow and blankets in the middle of the night to repeat a process. If the situation hadn’t been so ludicrous I might have inflicted bodily harm, whether to her or myself I can’t say. I can understand more how I would wrap the wrong leg than I can understand how the injured party would not notice for more than half an hour that I had performed my ministrations on the wrong leg!
I think I will stop this article here. Sometimes enough said. I so look forward to next week’s articles when I will share with you a thought about a worst enemy.

ANSWER TO QUESTION OF THE WEEK # 49
Aesop said we hang petty thieves. What do we do with great thieves? (ANSWER: We appoint them to public office.)

QUESTION OF THE WEEK # 50
Fill in the blank: Time is a great healer, but it’s a lousy _______________. (See next week’s article in historicunioncounty.com for the answer.)

THOUGHTS SOME MEN HAVE HAD ABOUT THEIR WIVES
Being old is when you don't care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don't have to go too.

I met my wife at a singles night. I was surprised because I thought she was home with the kids.