November 20, 2017
Before today’s actual post, here are a couple of pre-post items.
Last night we had our annual Community Thanksgiving Service at Manteo Bapist with seven different churches participating. Steve was in charge of it this year and did a great job putting everything together.
One of the songs was provided by the guys of Dare Challenge. This excerpt will give you a chance to see ahead of time the wonderful dinner guests we will have on Thanksgiving.
I had mentioned that Sarah would be in the Duke magazine and we were so excited when our copy finally arrived in the mail. We are honored to be part of getting the word out about this great hospital. (P.S. Sarah will be home Wednesday through Sunday this week. Hooray!)
A couple of weeks ago, Steve and his flying club took a local girl scout group out to introduce them to the world of R.C. flying. Their goal is to try and get younger members involved.
As you can tell, they had a high old time. And don’t tell anyone, but Steve said the girls were actually better pilots than the boys he took out a few weeks earlier.
See this fella? This is Bryan.
He is the husband of this lady . . .
and the father of these three girls. (He also has a fourth daughter, not pictured.)
Bryan founded a group several years ago called Outer Banks Sportsmen’s Fellowship. Once a month, anywhere from 50-80 men in the community gather in our youth house for a free meal consisting of wild game and/or seafood. After they eat, they listen to a speaker who is in some way connected to hunting or fishing.
As you can probably imagine, there is a preponderance of pickups in our parking lot at these events.
For the past two years, Bryan and the fellows have opened up the November meeting to women and also invited a woman speaker. We were treated to chicken, bear sausage, goose, and venison. I was extra, ultra, über brave and took a bite of it all.
Of course all those strange foods went down a lot easier with a helping of Mrs. Alice’s famous ‘nanner puddin’. (Alice is Bryan’s mom.)
At these events, chewing the fat always goes right along with the chewing of the game and the seafood.
Whether outside or inside, conversation and laughter flow freely.
I am amazed at how effortlessly the men put together these huge meals every month. I would be completely panic-stricken if it were up to me to cook for that many people.
But they calmly make their bazillion gallons of tea . . .
and bring in all manner of coolers filled with all manner of victuals.
The Dare Challenge guys are usually there each month and always enjoy themselves so much.
One of my favorite sights of the evening happened after all the cooking and prep had been done and the leaders gathered to pray for God’s blessing on the evening and on the people who were about to arrive.
Hats came off and hearts were joined together.
And then it was back to the cooking and the laughter and the evening full of good food, good friends and good times.
Thrift stores, fuzzy socks
and conversing with my Yorkie
are all on the list of things I love.