Posted on February 27, 2008 by Dun Gordy
Remove a growth from your throat and it is called a tonsillectomy…
Remove a growth from your abdomen and it is called an appendectomy…
Remove a growth from your head and it is called ? ? ?
Thanks so much for writing, calling and most of all for praying. I’ve doing great since [...]
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Posted on February 21, 2008 by Dun Gordy
A preacher friend who knows me pretty good wrote to say “You’re gonna be knocked out??? That’s gonna be the quietest anyone has ever seen you during daylight hours!!!”
Dr. Kelley’s nurse called today and said for me to be there tomorrow for pre-op and I’ll have my quiet time on Friday while [...]
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Posted on February 21, 2008 by Dun Gordy
I got a call from the dermatologist that all but a couple of the spots he removed last week were OK. Scheduled me for an appointment with a plastic surgeon, Dr. Patrick Kelley. I got to know him at World Gym. We had had some interesting “philosophical discussions” as he called them. I tried as best [...]
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Posted on February 18, 2008 by Dun Gordy
Dr. Weaver and my Sweetheart
Harriet’s parents invested many years of faithful service in the First Baptist Church of Panama City Beach, FL. Among other ministries, Papa taught the adult Bible Class and served as chairman of the Deacons. At the conclusion of this morning’s worship service, the pastor Dr. Jerry Weaver called Harriet to [...]
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Posted on February 14, 2008 by Dun Gordy
I don’t know any other way to describe a couple of old folks trying to keep up with a very active and super intelligent 5½ year old GRANDson! You usually have to start the day at Thomas’ Donuts; try climbing oak trees; pick up pockets full of shells on the beach; explore miles [...]
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Posted on February 5, 2008 by Dun Gordy
The email and comment responses to my desperate cry for sympathy proved it. My Mama was right. She warned me about complaining: “Half the folks won’t believe you and the other half will think you are getting just what you deserve.”
And no, Harriet wasn’t sitting there holding my hand and comforting me. [...]
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