Why I like living in Coosa County
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My great-nephew T.D. Hill with four of his children and two of his grandchildren who blessed my soul with a sweet visit.
Union Square News
Ruby Johnson
February is truly a month of love, bittersweet, but more of love in many ways, family especially.
The eleventh of February some years ago I lost my only daughter. Two Sundays ago, her godson, T.D. Hill, who is my great-nephew, surprised me in a big great way. After he left church, he brought four of his children and two of his grandchildren to visit me. I was in tears.
It was like he felt my low spirit. I was in the valley. However, he took it so high. I was on the mountaintop, and my God met me there, although He was with me all the time. I thank God for His mighty power and thank T.D. for his love and being so thoughtful.
Those children were happy to see me and Butch. One of them was so happy that he wanted Kobe’s basketball, after his fear of Kobe left him. They truly blessed me!
Buzzy once said, “Think about why you like living here in Coosa County.” One of the reasons I like living here is because of buzzards like you. You don’t find buzzards like you. You are one smart buzzard that soars over Coosa County and keeps the county on top of its tree. We miss you when you fly away to other counties. We love you here because you quack your mind.
Secondly, I love living here because Coosa County is my first home. I was born and raised here until I became a teenager, left and lived in the Big Apple for years and didn’t see many buzzards like you. You are one of a kind. It’s good to be different. Quack on, Buzzy, and yes, this is the coolest place to live. We have cool people living here, judges, attorneys, officials, law enforcement, journalists, business owners, etc.
Why do some men hate going to the doctor when ill, but want all the attention from others?
What an awesome letter to the editor from Mrs. Lynne Taylor; well said!
A moment of Black History:
Marshall “Major” Taylor was the fastest bicyclist in the world. Taylor won thousands of dollars as a bicycle racer and became the most famous African American in the United States. He broke the international color barriers a full decade before boxer Jack Johnson. Marshall Walter “Major” Taylor was born November 26, 1878.
Happy birthday to all February babies.
“Where there is love, there is life.” – Mahatma Gandhi
“Be made new in the attitude of your mind.” – Ephesians 4:23
Call Ruby at 256-935-1330 to spread your good news.
