Psalm 21:13 Be thou exalted, Lord, in thine own strength: so will we sing and praise thy power.
Have a Blessed Day 🙌😇🙏
It’s 6 o’clock somewhere, so it’s time for our Morning 🌄 Brew !
Category: Carroll County
It’s been a Laurel Fork kinda morning 🌄…. and that’s a Grand thing !
Three pieces of business that needed to be taken care of this morning and all three are done ✔️, with the bonus being that I never left the village that we call 🏡🏠🏡.
The Nester family at the store, Jesse, at our post office 🏤 and getting to meet the impressive young man running things out at Cassell Brothers Garage.
The pumpkins 🎃 are ready to be picked off Stone Mountain Road, and we have neighbors who worry about other people’s cows 🐄.
Now, if someone could bring back my / our Lake because I miss it and I’m sure that the wildlife does too.
Laurel Fork 🍴….
Twenty-five years later, almost everyone who lived through the terrorist attack remembers exactly where they were, but I was grateful for where I wasn’t on that day.
We were preparing to move back to the East Coast ( South Carolina ) after our first of two eight year runs out in the Pacific Northwest.
I was working in Bellevue, Washington for Publishers Circulation Fullfillment, the company that handled the New York Times on the west coast.
The cheapest way to get over to Hilton Head Island at that time was a red-eye flight ✈️ from Sea-Tac Airport into Charleston, South Carolina. Northwest Airlines is no longer around, but I had a ticket on their overnight flight to Detroit with a connection to Charleston.
Just hours away from boarding the flight ✈️, I received a phone call from my boss at the time, telling me that there was a mandatory training session taking place as we were upgrading our computer 🖥 system.
The move back to the east coast meant that my job was about the end shortly, and money was tight, so the natural thought process was to board the flight anyway.
The absolute lack of funds in the checking account made the final decision to skip the flight ✈️ and report back to work.
The ticket was non-refundable, and as the statement validates, it reached Detroit without issue. While the connection was not one of the four flights that changed our World forever, it was one of so many that were deverted to the closest airport along the way.
The following days were dramatic from the comfort of our own homes. The thought of having to find an alternative way back to Washington would have been more difficult than I could have dealt with at the time. Thousands of people were left to figure out how to get back to their lives during quite possibly the most chaotic period in the history of our Nation.
Northwest Airlines would become part of the current Delta Airlines a few years later, and while many flights ✈️ were taken back then, I remain appreciative of the one that I chose to miss.
As crazy as it was back then, for everyone involved, it is something that touched everyone who lived through it.
Never Forget, indeed !
Thursday, September 10th is here, and we get things started with our Morning 🌄 Brew !
Isaiah 54:10 For the mountains shall depart, and the hills be removed; but my kindness shall not depart from thee, neither shall the covenant of my peace be removed, saith the Lord that hath mercy on thee.
Have a Blessed Day 🙌😇🙏
Wednesday, September 9th, is upon us, and we start things off with our Morning 🌄 Brew !
John 14:23 Jesus answered and said unto him, If a man love me, he will keep my words: and my Father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him.
Here in a bit, we will begin the journey back from Stuarts Draft to The Hill as the four day, three night loop is set to close.
Have yourself a Blessed Day 🙌😇🙏
