Shannon Whorton and I have been typing up Santa letters for next week’s Letters to Santa special section, and there were some surprises in them. Kids still want Hello Kitty and Pokemon stuff. Those are old toys. They weren’t around when I was a child, but they came out a long while ago.
I have no idea what Squishmallows are. Or Robux. Lots of kids wanted them.
Many thanks to RES’s Pat Voyles for collecting the letters as she always does. Some of the letters are diffi cult for us to read, but she always deciphers what the kids want and spells it out. So very helpful. Thanks Pat! —kwc— The RHS Class of 1975 will hold its reunion at the Rockdale Country Club on June 7, 2025, from 11:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m.
The Rockdale Homecoming Association will be honoring the Class of 1975 on June 8 at the Citywide Homecoming.
The organizers need the emails or texts for phone numbers in order to let all the classmates know. Please send your information to bat50054@gmail.com. —kwc— I really enjoyed the Christmas Parade Saturday night along with hundreds of other people. Thank goodness the rain stopped long enough to have it.
Great job on the floats and cars everyone! —kwc— An old preacher was dying. He sent a message for his banker and his lawyer, both church members, to come to his home.
When they arrived, they were ushered up to his bedroom. As they entered the room, the preacher held out his hands and motioned for them to sit on each side of the bed. The preacher grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled, and stared at the ceiling.
For a time, no one said anything. Both the banker and lawyer were touched and f lat tered that the preacher would ask them to be with him during his final moments. They were also puzzled; the preacher had never given them any indication that he particularly liked either of them. They both remembered his many long, uncomfortable sermons about greed, covetousness, and avaricious behavior that made them squirm in their seats.
Finally, the banker said, “Preacher, why did you ask us to come?”
The old preacher mustered up his strength and then said weakly, “Jesus died between two thieves, and that’s how I want to go.” —kwc— After a very long and boring sermon the parishioners filed out of the church saying nothing to the preacher.
Towards the end of the line was a thoughtful person who always commented on the sermons. “Pastor, today your sermon reminded me of the peace and love of God!”
The pastor was thrilled. “No-one has ever said anything like that about my preaching before. Tell me why.”
“Well, it reminded me of the Peace of God because it passed all understanding and the Love of God because it endured forever!”
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