Walking in downtown Pomeroy one day, I noticed a beautiful quilt in the window of the Fabric Shop.
It reminded me of something I read not too long ago which said that families and quilts are very much alike.
Sometimes they get frayed, and it takes a long time before anyone gets around to doing anything about it, and the longer it stays that way, the harder it is to make the repairs.
Seems to me that the restoration of the quilt and the repair of a relationship, are well worth whatever time and effort it takes.
The work of Artist Thomas Kincaid, particularly his paintings of cottages and winter scenes, is well known by many of us, but few probably know that the Kincaid family has roots in Meigs County and some relatives living here right now.
The subject of a recent television show about Kincaid and his work came up in a recent conversation with Gerald Powell who then told me he was distantly related through his grandmother who was a sister to Kincaid’s grandmother and that the family grew up in Lebanon Township in Meigs County. He mentioned that a few years ago he and Mary visited the Kincaid family in California.
Among the many who did nice things for others over the holidays were the parishioners of the Middleport Presbyterian Church.
They devoted part of their Christmas Day to preparing and serving a dinner at the church to anyone who came by. For many who did, it was more than an opportunity to have a good meal. It was a time to enjoy the fellowship of others.
In addition, the Church provided Christmas dinners for the Middleport jail inmates who also enjoyed holiday dinners from the Middleport Community Association.
For many years, The River Blend Barbershop Quartet has been on the streets and in the stores of Pomeroy on Valentine’s Day singing the old songs to appreciative listeners.
At the Sentinel office, we always knew that on Valentine’s Day we would be serenaded and then presented a red rose by the quartet. It’s happened for many years.
But time changes things. My friend, Gerald Kelly, who sang in the River Blend Quartet from the time it was organized many years ago, died in December. He’ll always be remembered for his music, his love of singing and his giving spirit. We’ll miss that.
Somebody stole the Baby Jesus from his crib in the Trinity Church Christmas nativity scene on the Pomeroy Parking Lot stage last weekend. We’re asking that you please return Him. Just put the figurine in a bag and leave it at the Sentinel office. No questions asked, no one needs to know who brought it in.
About now, the Christmas bills are starting to roll in, and the scramble to pay them begins.
According to something I read sometime ago , about a fourth of us will still be paying on charges we racked up before Christmas, come spring.
Now I found that a little disturbing.
So I announced to my family early on that I did not want and would not accept any gifts which had not been made by one of them. My announcement wasn’t too well received, but I was firm.
Let me say I loved my gifts.
I’m staying warm as toast in a beautiful hand-knitted scarf and headpiece with mittens to match. I enjoy looking at my new work of art now hanging in my living room. I love the box of scented homemade soap, the new coasters, all the prepared frozen dinners and desserts that now fill my freezer, and the list goes on.