I will be reading my story, The Summer of My Broken Heart, at Tales From the South, Starving Artist Cafe, North Little Rock, on Jan. 29. This will later be on National Public Radio. Barbara gives me her minor version of THE LOOK about this, but she's a good sport.
The Grand Opening for Spreading Wing will be at Wing, Arkansas, Wing Community Church. (The pews there were installed in 1880, built from 2x16 virgin lumber.) Feb. 2 at 1:00. Visiting, book signings, story readings at 2:00. Refreshments, starring cold biscuits and salt pork sandwiches. Please, at least come by and eat some of that salt pork. I'm begging now. Or, Barbara will be feeding me that stuff for a month! I've already eaten enough for two lifetimes!
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Lisa was our one connection
between Calvary in Hannibal and OBU in Arkadelphia. She grew up in
Calvary, and when she showed up in Arkadelphia, we took her under our
wing. She worked for Barbara, on occasion. She was a photography
assistant, cleaned our baseboards when Barbara was down in her back,
and helped Barbara throw a tea party. Those kind of jobs are more
plentiful in Arkadelphia, more so than the real jobs. She was
training to be an athletic trainer, and had to transfer soon. Way too soon. She just got married this year.
Dayton graduated last year, and is
currently getting a good, long look at some of the hard things in
life, as well as some of the beautiful ones, as an African
missionary. She's had dozens of marriage proposals while there, and
took a young child, very ill with Aids, in to live with her. She's there
for a year.
Bethany is a Spanish major, and is
currently studying in Spain for a year. We miss her. But we'll get
her back, for a time.
Hillary and Annie have an even
longer relationship with Fellowship Church than we do. Her parents
were some of the founders. But their father, Michael, my best friend,
was killed in a motorcycle accident, years ago. Hillary graduated
from HSU, Annie from OBU. Hillary and John now live in Tennessee,
Annie and Clayton in Texas. Fortunately, they both pass through
Arkadelphia to visit each other. That gives us a chance to see those
beautiful babies they are having.
I took Aaron catfishing several
times, setting out sixty or so cane poles. Aaron says I taught him a
good lifetime hobby. Aaron is a biology major, like I was. He soon
hooked up with Cayla-Marie. They got married, and have moved on to
Fayetteville. Cayla-Marie is a distance runner, like I once was,
sixty pounds and fifty years ago. They are a perfect match. Like two
bookends. With emphasis on perfect.
Gobi was two weeks short of a
Master's degree when diagnosed with cancer. He was alone in this
country, a student at HSU. Our church took him in, along with a lot
of help from HSU. We drove him to Hot Springs to chemotherapy
treatments regularly. When he got too weak to look after himself,
Barbara and I took him in. Barbara often helped him dress to take him
to yet another chemotherapy treatment. Barbara stood up in our small
church one Sunday, said Gobi needed to go to MD Anderson Hospital at
Houston. She needed $2000. by Friday. On Friday, she had $2000., a
plane ticket, and paid motel reservations. He is now cancer free, a
professor in Malaysia, has a beautiful wife and daughter. Our
daughter put up a wonderful post on Facebook recently about her
parent's love. A comment immediately popped up, from a world away. “I
know all about that love. It saved my life.” Barbara and I had a
good cry.
Joann graduated from OBU, sold
everything she owned to raise money to go to China as a missionary.
She stayed for years. When in this country recently, she came by and
spent the night. I got out a truly weird thing I bought at a garage
sale in Australia, to ask her if she knew what it was. She ran away
screaming. Seems it was a Chinese idol or god of some sort. It has
been a totally well behaved weird thing in my closet for years now.
Maybe she knows something about it I don't, but need to.
Daniel is one of the few who has
not broken our hearts. He graduated from HSU, and found a real job in
Arkadelphia. A rare thing. He still shows up regularly at our house
on Sunday nights.
Another Daniel spent much of his
time, while in Arkadelphia, wandering the poor neighborhoods, meeting
children, bringing them to church, playing with them, as well as
making them totally adore him. A local lady once saw what he was
doing, called him over to her car, handed him several hundred
dollars, told him to spend it on the kids as he saw fit. He did. He
also visited elderly, lonely ladies regularly, and drove them
wherever they needed to go. We finally hired him to do that job, and
train others to do the same. But there was only one Daniel Graham,
and when he and others he trained moved on, that work lessened. But
others were inspired by him, as we all were, and are beginning to
take up the slack. Before he left, Barbara asked him to be her Words
With Friends (internet Scrabble) buddy. He told Barbara he would take
it easy on her. Barbara replied, “No! I want you to do your very
best!” Soon Barbara was beating him regularly. There's only one
sixty four year old Scrabble player like Barbara. I learned that long
ago.
Kate hung around Arkadelphia after
graduating, even ran her own business for a time. She worked
tirelessly on our church Kid's Festival. Now she and Brian have moved
on. Seems a seminary is now in their future.
Yet another Daniel, and Kathleen,
are twins. They were both in our group. Daniel and Lauren fell in
love. That romance, also, could have started in our living room, but
maybe not. We now see their beautiful baby regularly. On facebook.
Kathleen is a gifted dancer, a talent best used in a larger city.
Most recently, Tim, our tireless
power point and computer expert at our church, and his wife Kayla,
who could always be found at our church working with the kids, left
for Colorado, he for seminary and she for a university job.
Kylie was my best renter ever. An
old soul, still in her twenties. She hung around for an advanced
degree. Then, she had a chance to work with Neal Nelson, one of our
pastors and director of HSU's Baptist Collegate Ministries. Who could
pass up a chance to work with Neal? As a really big plus, she met and
married Daniel, (We just love our large flock of Daniels!) still
finishing up his own degree, a budding Sports Analyst or Sports
Information Director. But, we fear he will soon carry her away from
us, to a larger city, where his expertise will probably lead him. But
we won't like it.
This is just a sampling. I could
go on and on. My apology to all those equally loved students I didn't
have room to include. Wherever our wonderful university kids/adults
are in this world today, they will always be in our hearts. But we'll
see them again. In this world or the next.
glad i could make the cut! I miss you both!
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