I wish for you a giving neighbor like one of mine: Hazel Smith.

She is "one of Pearl's girls."

Her "thumb is green" all the way to way up past her elbow.

She is of the family whose uncle helped Mrs. Zemurray develop the plants in the God-given beauty at those gardens.

Hazel brought some beautiful blossoms from her yard to the Baptist Church.

Fay Gehringer arranged them as a tribute to all mothers that Sunday. There were also some new parents and families holding the hopes for tomorrows.

Some of my family recently went east and some went west.

So, I suppose, you share space here with me - "in the cuckoo's nest?" … to quote an old nursery rhyme.

Fifty years ago I used to ask for annual church minutes, and did receive a few. They reported who had died among the fellowship with a summary about their accomplishments and family members.

That also comes faster - even daily, today but "b., m., d." is still the summary for each and all of us...birth, marriage, and death.

Someone responded recently about that little church we asked about. You never know. Someone else called to correct our typescript errors: sewing machines - not serving machines, Boston lawyers, not those in Baton Rouge, and others.

Whatever your message, we're glad to hear from you.

Keep it coming!