– Robert Louis Stevenson
What was your favorite Halloween costume?
I’m just curious. Send me an e-mail if you think about it.
Mine was probably a little devil costume my mother made from a sewing pattern when I was 7. In fact, I think I was a little devil about four times.
My grandmother used to laugh and say it was very appropriate.
FALL TRAVELS: Postcards are here from Corky Holloway in Chimney Rock, N.C.; and Pat and Wayne Fuller at Nantahala Gorge, N.C.
Buddy and Diane Broome, of Beech Island, and Cyndy and Paul Freeman and June Gay are enjoying New England fall foliage in Vermont, New Hampshire and New York.
Kathryn and Nancy found Hawaii “a beautiful state!” Joe Cawley was in Texas for a family reunion and sent cards showing the memorial to country music great Jim Reeves and another showing a statue of Tex Ritter and his horse, White Flash.
Ellen Burroughs and six classmates from the last graduating class (1957) of Mount St. Joseph Academy shared a special treat – lunch at Hildebrandt’s and had the “best hamburgers in town!”
Finally, Tien Boyd, of Hephzibah, sends a postcard from Vietnam and a family visit, writing, “I think this must be your first from Vietnam.”
JUST A REMINDER: The annual Harrisburg/Frog Hollow Reunion will be held Nov. 9 at the American Legion Post 63. Tickets will be $10 at the door.
Doors will open at 6:30 p.m. Just Us with Donnie Malone will perform.
The event will include dance contests, raffles and a cash bar. Sconyers Barbecue and hot dog dinners will be available for purchase.
For more information, call Faye McNair at (706) 729-9826, Donna Dunn at (706) 733-7612, or Pam Meyer at (706) 832-1298.
TODAY’S JOKE: Here’s one from Jim Hope, of Sylvania:
A college professor had the mysterious habit of removing a tennis ball from his jacket pocket as he walked into the lecture hall each morning. He would set it on the corner of the podium.
After giving the lecture for the day, he would once again pick up the tennis ball, place it into his jacket pocket and leave the room.
No one ever understood why he did this, until one day a student fell asleep during the lecture. The professor didn’t miss a word of his lecture while he walked over to the podium, picked up the tennis ball and threw it – hitting the sleeping student squarely on the top of the head.
The next day, the professor walked into the room, reached into his jacket, and removed a baseball ...
No one ever fell asleep in his class the rest of the semester!