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March 22, 2012 the valley star Page 25 UNCLE BONDEE’S ADVENTURES by Uncle Bondee This warm March reminds me of the day I caught a good string of catfish and red eye Uncle Bondee perch down on Shoal Creek. When the weather turns off nice from a long winter, it creates a desire to take in some fishing. Grandma Minnie said, “I sure would like a good mess of fresh fish pretty soon. While I was planting some onions the other day I saw a lot of earth worms in the garden spot.” That was enough to get me excited and ready to go on a fishing trip. She also said, “If you catch some fish, I will bake an apple pie for dessert.” That was motivation enough to catch a mess of fish. I got Humpy and Dalton to help me dig some fishing worms. The worms liked the garden spot because each fall we would cover the whole area with leaves to help the soil. The decomposing leaves were great for the earthworms to thrive in. We had a bucket of bait in no time flat. This would be the first time to use my new catalog rod and reel I had ordered earlier. Humpy and Dalton had cane poles they cut off the creek bank with catgut line on it. We walked the mile and a half to the creek with high expectations of getting our supper out of Shoal Creek. The creek was up a little bit and swift; just right for catfish to be biting. I baited up and cast my offering in the deepest spot of the shook hole. The other boys had to fish closer to the banks with the cane poles. Soon my fishing rod started to bend, and I set the hook and reeled in a 3 pound yellow catfish. I placed the fish on a piece of bailing wire, tied it off, and dropped the cat back in the edge of the creek. Humpy said, “I don’t like using a pole, but that’s all I’ve got.” I replied, “You ish are biting at the Shook Hole should have ordered a fishing rig instead of that bike you got.” About that time another fish jerked on the rod. I handed it to Humpy and said, “Reel in the fish.” Humpy started cranking in another big cat. This fish put up a fight, and finally Humpy picked up a 5-pound channel catfish. Dalton was bad to take a nap while he was fishing. He had dosed off when a fish jerked his fishing pole into the creek. That ole fish went down the middle of the creek, and we never seen that pole again. By the end of the day, we had caught a big mess of fish, and I couldn’t wait till tonight’s fish feast. We stopped by the big spring in the Gaston Holler and cleaned and wasted the fish. I carefully placed the cleaned fished in a brown paper sack and headed for Grandma Minnie’s house. Grandma met me at the door and said, “Where are the fish?” I answered, “In this paper sack.” She said, “I’ve got the grease hot. Bring them into the kitchen.” She commenced to making up the hushpuppies, cut up the tators and fried the fish. The apple pie sat on the window seal cooling. Dalton and Humpy made up a gallon of tea and sliced up a couple of big onions. The fish were cooked to a golden brown, the trimmings were finally complete, and the meal was placed on the table. After fishing all day, we were starved and ready to dive into the vittles. No one dared to take a bite until the Grace was given. Grandma Minnie was a godly woman. Dalton blessed the food and everyone helped their plate and enjoyed a fine country fried fish supper. These kinds of memories last a lifetime. Good food and fishing with friends was a wonderful way to pass the time and enjoy living. To my family, friends and supporters THANK YOU for everything you did the past two months to help me win the Primary Election. Words are not enough to express my appreciation for all of the love, prayers and support you all have shown me. Your hard work and long hours invested will never be forgotten. I ask for your continued support in the months ahead as we prepare for General Election. To Johnny Evans, his family and supporters thank you for running a positive and clean campaign. I will always be greatful for the Godly attitude you set before me. Thank you, Brad Curnutt
Page 26 the valley star March 22, 2012 ROB’SPACE by Rob Phraner phrantrain@gmail.com Communication is changing: Snail mail, texting and prayer Last Wednesday, the New York Times reported that Encyclopedia Brittanica has printed its final Rob Phraner edition. Weighing in at 129 pounds, the 2010 set will be its last. This used to be a staple in middle class homes around the country, employing a small army of door-to-door salesman, if you can remember that far back! The most sets were sold in 1990 (just before the proliferation of the inter<strong>net</strong>), a total of 120,000. Just 20 years later only 8,000 sets were sold, mostly to schools and universities. 4,000 unsold sets are sitting in warehouse. We’re going from the printed page to the digital age, and as Woody from Toy Story famously said…and beyond! Sending letters or bills with the post office is called “snail mail.” Phones used to be rotary and have cords. Then the inter<strong>net</strong>, cell phones, Facebook and twitter. Consider Facebook. Stating with just a few college students just six years ago, now over 800,000,000 people belong to it. The way we communicate has completed shifted in just one generation. The best way to communicate with the younger crowd is by texting. My mom just sent her first text two weeks ago – to me! Kids now text much more than talk on their cell phones. And as if the English language wasn’t already endangered enough, texting ‘codes’ have replaced real words. Here is a list of some text codes that your kids are probably using: btw, nmu, f2f, hak, pal, paw, pir, rofl, fyi, ttyl. And here’s what they mean: btw by the way, nmu not much, you?, f2f face to face, hak hugs and kisses, pal parents are listening, paw parents are watching, pir parents in room, rofl rolling on the floor laughing, fyi for your information, ttyl talk to you later. Like I said, my mom (“Oh, Bobby, I don’t text!”) just sent me her first text. And since seniors may start texting each other, here is a list of senior codes that may start to become popular: btw, rofl&cgu, fyi, atd, lmdo, ttyl, fwiw, wwno. Here’s what they mean: btw bring the wheelchair, rofl&cgu rolling on the floor laughing and can’t get up, fyi found your insulin, atd, at the doctor’s, lmdo laughing my dentures out, ttyl talk to you louder, fwiw forgot where I was, wwno, wheelchair wheels need oil. I’m not sure if any senior will actually use these, I really can’t see my mom using them, but you never know. Communication is changing all the time. One form of communication that will never, ever change is prayer. God established prayer as the method we communicate with Him, and Him to us. The story of the man paralyzed for almost four decades reveals how God wants us to pray. Jesus asked him a question I don’t understand. He asked “Do you wish to made well?” I’m sure the man thought “Yes!” But Jesus still asked it. He wanted to hear the man speak to him. God wants to hear us speak to him today. That’s what prayer is. It’s us talking to the Lord about our day, our problems, our joys, our sorrows. George Mueller was an average man who lived 150 years ago. He was not super spiritual in any way. But one day he was prompted to do a study in the four Gospels. He studied every time Jesus told his disciples to “ask.” Very simple, really. Every time Jesus told his disciples to ask, George Muller would write it down and study it. Verses like: · “Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.” · “If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask Him!” · “And whatever things you ask in prayer, believing, you will receive.” · “If you ask anything in My name, I will do it.” · “If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you, you will ask what you desire, and it shall be done for you.” · “Ask, and you will receive, that your joy may be full.” It changed his life. He began to feel a burden for the abandoned children of London. He prayed to the Lord very simple prayers, like providing food for the kids he started to watch for. Housing for them, supplies for their education. And God began to answer. The more Mueller prayed, the more God answered. And the more kids showed up. Mueller never appealed for money. He told his staff they would never solicit funding, they would pray it in as God led donors to do so. In almost five decades, Mueller housed tens of thousands of the poorest orphans in England, and recorded over $7,500,000 dollars in donations (and this was 19 th century money!). Prayer never changes. God wants us to pray to Him. Do you have a need? Ask Him! Don’t make prayer harder than what it is. Simply ask. Here’s a sample prayer: “Lord, wntt” (Lord, we need to talk). Oh, wait, there’s no texting in heaven…yet. 26792 McLemore Circle Harvest, AL 35749 (located off East Limestone Road) Specializing in: Grouted Tile Floor Cleaning and Whitening Starting at .75 cents a sq. ft. Wood Floor Cleaning and Polishing Starting at .50 cents a sq. ft. Area Rug Cleaning, specializing in oriental and braided rugs (all rugs cleaned off site, Pick-up and delivery available) Rugs may also be dropped off Locally owned and operated since 1988 256-348-1355
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