This is going to be short. The main thing I thought of last week was that sale. The sale I shamelessly used my last column to advertise in order to raise a lot of money so we can send two granddaughters to Ireland in May. I have pushed you and my publishers to the limit on that subject, so even though that is still mostly what I’m thinking about, I had better find something else to talk about.
I have got to make this interesting, because I really need you to read it all. I need you to understand my problems. You see I’ve got a granddaughter who is trying to get to Ireland. No, I take that back. I now have two granddaughters who are trying to get to Ireland. This is the trip Taegan Allen’s Honors class has organized. Her sister Laken was excited about helping Taegan plan for her trip, but got even more excited when she found out she could go too for nearly the same price as Taegan. Then they found a way they could spend 13 more days for very little more money and get to see a whole lot more, staying with friends. This is a very big deal for them. And I don’t mind helping out with the expense, but I don’t want to go bankrupt getting them there.
I need to keep your interest a little bit longer until I can explain what I am up to here. Okay. How about this … I’m going to tell you a secret that haunts the entire Humble family. It is this: We don’t get rid of stuff. We just store it. We are candidates for a TV show. Some would say we are appropriate for American Pickers. Others might suggest Hoarders.
Friday, there was a tree planted at Malakoff Middle School in memory of Cindy Bullock. Mrs. Bullock was a teacher at Malakoff Middle School for many years. Pictured are Mr. Ken Andrews, former students of Mrs. Bullock, staff members at Malakoff Middle School, Mrs. Quintin Watkins, the Principal of Malakoff Middle School, Coach DeArtis Nickerson, School Board member Mr. Mike Monroe, and Mr. Charlie Bullock. The district would like to thank Mr. Ken Andrews for providing the tree that was planted. (Courtesy photo)
I love living in my little house on my portion of the old Walter Sims place. Most of the folks who knew it by that name are gone now, but I still like to call it that. I love it that Daddy’s great-grandson lives and operates a big part of the farm he loved and tended for so many years. And I particularly loved going across the road yesterday afternoon to watch my granddaughter Pepper get married in a big barn on a unique part of the old Sims place.
It was a beautiful wedding, meant to be outside, but the weather didn’t permit, so they moved inside the barn, and it was just perfect. I was at the wedding reception at Mint Springs Farm and that was my idea of the barn location for this wedding. Pepper is the daughter of my daughter and son-in-law, Tina and Randy Norwood, and the granddaughter of Billy and Betty Norwood, as well as Doug Humble Jr. and me. She just graduated from SMU, where of course she was brilliant, and did wonderful things, including helping to pay her way through school by working as a student manager for the girls’ basketball team. The coaches like her so well, they are keeping her till basketball season is over in March, after which she will embark on a career in advertising.