Posted 11:22 pm Sunday, October 21, 2012
Mail carrier goes above and beyond call of duty
ROSES: Our mail lady is that kind of lady. Last week I walked out of my house in Hollytree Place to do some errands. Whenever I leave I always lock the door behind me.
My wife Bobye was inside the house getting ready for a visit to her doctor. Upon walking to my car I suddenly became aware that I had left my car and house key inside the house.
Our mail lady and longtime friend Stephanie Perry drove up about that time and allowed me to use her cellphone to call my wife. Ten rings and no answer.
Stephanie walked to the front door with me, where I kicked the door for about five minutes but could not get a response from my wife. I was becoming worried because my wife is not in good health. Stephanie loaned me her cellphone again and I made two more calls to my wife with no response.
I told Stephanie that she needed to go on to her route, but she insisted on staying until I went to a side window to tap on the glass. Five minutes later I looked up from my futile window tapping to see Stephanie, who told me that she had made the call two more times and finally reached my wife, who was now ready to let me into the house.
Stephanie deserves the Postal Service Medal of Honor. Knowing Stephanie, I am sure she would consider it another day in Hollytree.
Thank you Stephanie for taking a load off the back of a very worried husband who had foolishly locked himself out of his house.
Retired Lt. Col.
Von W. Freeman
U.S. Army
My wife Bobye was inside the house getting ready for a visit to her doctor. Upon walking to my car I suddenly became aware that I had left my car and house key inside the house.
Our mail lady and longtime friend Stephanie Perry drove up about that time and allowed me to use her cellphone to call my wife. Ten rings and no answer.
Stephanie walked to the front door with me, where I kicked the door for about five minutes but could not get a response from my wife. I was becoming worried because my wife is not in good health. Stephanie loaned me her cellphone again and I made two more calls to my wife with no response.
I told Stephanie that she needed to go on to her route, but she insisted on staying until I went to a side window to tap on the glass. Five minutes later I looked up from my futile window tapping to see Stephanie, who told me that she had made the call two more times and finally reached my wife, who was now ready to let me into the house.
Stephanie deserves the Postal Service Medal of Honor. Knowing Stephanie, I am sure she would consider it another day in Hollytree.
Thank you Stephanie for taking a load off the back of a very worried husband who had foolishly locked himself out of his house.
Retired Lt. Col.
Von W. Freeman
U.S. Army
THANKS FOR FEATURE STORY ON LUTHERN CHURCH
ROSES: What a nice surprise to see the “Happy Anniversary” article about Pilgrim Lutheran Church on the Faith page of the Oct. 13 issue of your newspaper. The church is in Kilgore.
So seldom do we hear anything about Lutheran churches, even though Trinity Lutheran Church has been in Tyler for 78 years, most of the time at 2001 Hunter St.
Many parents know of Trinity because of the weekday Early Childhood ministry for babies and small children. This is an accredited school. On Sundays there are Christ-centered classes for all ages at Trinity’s facilities.
Let me also thank you for your editorial page. The editorials are always current and well-written. The columnists have good content. Among my favorite contributors are Jay Ambrose, Walter Williams, John Stossel, and the best, Mr. Cal Thomas.
More people should read the editorial page and then they would appreciate what a wonderful country God has given us.
I also like Nelson Clyde’s “Is It Just Me?” columns. Those bring a smile to my face.
Erma Lee Ford
Hideaway
So seldom do we hear anything about Lutheran churches, even though Trinity Lutheran Church has been in Tyler for 78 years, most of the time at 2001 Hunter St.
Many parents know of Trinity because of the weekday Early Childhood ministry for babies and small children. This is an accredited school. On Sundays there are Christ-centered classes for all ages at Trinity’s facilities.
Let me also thank you for your editorial page. The editorials are always current and well-written. The columnists have good content. Among my favorite contributors are Jay Ambrose, Walter Williams, John Stossel, and the best, Mr. Cal Thomas.
More people should read the editorial page and then they would appreciate what a wonderful country God has given us.
I also like Nelson Clyde’s “Is It Just Me?” columns. Those bring a smile to my face.
Erma Lee Ford
Hideaway
SMOKED PIG PIQUES CURIOSITY
RAVES: My first reaction when I read Roy Maynard’s Smoked Pig article on Wednesday was that a new culinary columnist had been born. I knew Roy was a good writer, but a whole smoked pig chef, too? Wow.
“What a neat idea,” I said to my wife. “We’ve been talking about having a dinner party over the holidays. Why not do it up right?” I thought that if Roy could do it, I could, too. The negative shake of her head indicated that this might be a hard sell.
Roy’s description of what was involved in roasting a whole pig was so detailed and informative I felt confident I could follow directions.
The first indication that this was not one of my better ideas came when I noted the time and attention involved. It was considerably more than I’m accustomed to. The same can be said for the cost. By the time the side dishes, the desert and a nice bottle of wine were factored in, our 1.7 percent increase in Social Security wouldn’t cover it.
The final factor that shut the door on the deal was when I carefully studied the picture of a roasted pig with an apple in its mouth. The more I looked, the less confident I became.
Most of the meat we eat doesn’t look anything like the animal from which it comes. But a whole pig? You can readily identify the legs, the torso, the snout and the ears. It really brings home the reality of eating what was once a living, breathing animal. You just don’t get that feeling with sliced ham, bacon or sausage.
I’m glad, of course, that Roy’s experience was successful and rewarding and hope that someday I can muster the courage to try it.
Hugh Neeld
Jacksonville
“What a neat idea,” I said to my wife. “We’ve been talking about having a dinner party over the holidays. Why not do it up right?” I thought that if Roy could do it, I could, too. The negative shake of her head indicated that this might be a hard sell.
Roy’s description of what was involved in roasting a whole pig was so detailed and informative I felt confident I could follow directions.
The first indication that this was not one of my better ideas came when I noted the time and attention involved. It was considerably more than I’m accustomed to. The same can be said for the cost. By the time the side dishes, the desert and a nice bottle of wine were factored in, our 1.7 percent increase in Social Security wouldn’t cover it.
The final factor that shut the door on the deal was when I carefully studied the picture of a roasted pig with an apple in its mouth. The more I looked, the less confident I became.
Most of the meat we eat doesn’t look anything like the animal from which it comes. But a whole pig? You can readily identify the legs, the torso, the snout and the ears. It really brings home the reality of eating what was once a living, breathing animal. You just don’t get that feeling with sliced ham, bacon or sausage.
I’m glad, of course, that Roy’s experience was successful and rewarding and hope that someday I can muster the courage to try it.
Hugh Neeld
Jacksonville
PRAISE FOR NEWSPAPER CARRIER
ROSES: Our newspaper carrier, Kim Harris, is a shining example of what it means to go the extra mile for a customer.
On Sunday morning, Oct. 14, during a heavy rainstorm, Ms. Harris drove up our driveway and tossed our newspaper in the garage — preventing the newspaper from getting soaked and my husband as well.
This isn’t something she is required to do but it shows what a special person she is. She is a gem and we are so blessed to have her as our carrier.
Tom and Sharon Tipton
Tyler
On Sunday morning, Oct. 14, during a heavy rainstorm, Ms. Harris drove up our driveway and tossed our newspaper in the garage — preventing the newspaper from getting soaked and my husband as well.
This isn’t something she is required to do but it shows what a special person she is. She is a gem and we are so blessed to have her as our carrier.
Tom and Sharon Tipton
Tyler
