Talking to Mom on the Phone

Don't get me wrong.  I am really glad to be here in south Georgia.  In a short two weeks this summer, I went from Census worker in Wichita Falls to Engineer in Georgia.  And I like it fine.  The people are nice.  The weather is a little bit more tolerable.  The trees are prettier.  There are about 7 Christian radio stations, even if only two of them come through well all the time.  So I'm glad to be here.

But when I talk to my mom on the phone I really long to be back in Wichita.  Let me paint you a picture of what I miss.  Earlier I called her.  She told me about the rain, and boy is it raining there right now!  The strong thunderstorms of north Texas are so familiar to me.  For 20 years I studied the rain through those same windows, and I can just picture it in my mind.  I have been soothed many times by the churning rumble and steady drips that put me deep in thought.  Over the phone I couldn't hear the rain, but I could hear Tennessee Ernie Ford playing loud and strong.  If you know my sister Nelda, then you've no doubt experienced what I'm describing.  She loves Ernie Ford so much, for years she wanted to marry him! 

In just an hour from when I'm writing this, Gayle is taking mom and Nelda to the Cousins Family Reunion held this year at Faith Baptist Church.  And mom described to me how Nelda is sitting in her special chair with her poncho already on and holding two umbrellas.  She's ready to go. 

 Well, I'll get to be back there in about a month.  In the meantime, I think I'll just sit back and enjoy being with my family here in this nice south Georgia weather.


Johnie