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The Jenkins County Times
Wednesday, October 25, 2023 - Page 5
Jackie B. Hooks
Mrs. Jackie B. Hooks, 87, passed
away Tuesday, October 17, 2023,
at her residence.
She was bom in Screven County
to the late Frank and Janie Brower.
She and her husband Joel owned
the Hooks Barbeque restaurant
for many years. She retired from
Jenkins County Hospital after
many years of service.
Besides her parents she was
preceded in death by her husband Joel Hooks Sr. and son,
Joel Hooks Jr.
Graveside services were held at 11:00 am Saturday,
October 21, 2023, at Elam Cemetery Rev. Brad Asbury
officiating.
Survivors include her daughter, Julie Conway (Chris)
of Hawkinsville; sister, Dorothy Odom,; a brother, Mims
Bower both of Sylvania; grandchildren, Carson Conway,
Cory Conway (Michala), Catelyn Wheeler (Jared), Brandon
Hooks, Sydney Hooks, Coopie Hooks (April) and several
great grandchildren.
Charles Watkins Mitchell
Charles Watkins Mitchell, 91,
of Phenix City, Alabama passed
away peacefully at Ogeechee
Area Hospice in Statesboro,
Georgia after a brief illness.
He was born on March 8,
1932, to James and Rosa Allen
Mitchell in the front bedroom of
their Railroad Street Home. He
was the second of four brothers.
From a young age, Charles loved his country and served it
faithfully in the US Navy, reaching the rank of Senior Chief
Petty Officer. Upon retirement in 1971 he returned home to
Phenix City, Alabama. He then worked for and retired from
the Uniroyal/Michelin Corporation in Opelika, Alabama.
The greatest loves of his life were God, his wife Mary
Ellen, and his daughter Lynne. Charles is preceded in death
by his parents, beloved wife, son-in-law; Danny Bennett,
and his brothers; J.S., Joe, and Kay Mitchell.
He is survived by his daughter; Lynne Bennett of Millen,
Georgia and a host of family and friends, all of whom loved
him dearly.
The family would like to extend their greatest appreciation
to the past and present caregivers and residents at The
Gardens of Calvary, Columbus, Georgia, The Lodge at
Bethany Statesboro, Georgia, and Ogeechee Area Hospice
Statesboro, Georgia.
A Celebration of Life Service was held on Tuesday,
October 17, 2023 at 2:00 PM in Striffler Hamby Mortuary
Phenix City Chapel, 3770 US-431, Phenix City, Alabama
36868. Burial followed at Lakewood Memory Garden.
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Gee, Ain’t Halloween Fun
By Diane Wasden,
Special Contributor
to
The Times
Underneath the Harvest Moon,
The streets are filled with shrieks of laughter on this
magical Halloween night,
Where things aren’t what they seem and zombies, ghosts
and goblins are filled with devilish delight.
Hand made costumes and stores bought too to be worn to
scare the wits out of you!
Skeletons, scarecrows, vampires will all follow all the
pumpkins glow.
Beware of graveyards, cornfields too where creeping vines
grow and it’s you, they want to take hold.
Halloween’s haunting is sure to scare the weakest people
I’m told.
With squeaking doors, creaking floors, and inside the air is
very cold.
Up out of the grave a hand grabs your leg,
The person inside wants some candy and he starts to beg.
You can hear werewolves howling throughout the night,
Dracula’s coming before the first morning’s light.
Out of nowhere floats a mysterious foggy mist.
That mummies and Frankenstein can’t even resist.
All creatures big and small are happy to see that it is fall.
The golden moon so way up high is the brightest beacon
in the sky.
You can see witches flying by the moon.
Bats and vultures will make the scene soon.
Look out for Martians they are evil I’m told,
They’ll jump on your body and breathe out your soul.
Costumed children are looking for a treat.
Ghostly spirits and imagination meet.
Reality or myth to a child’s mind.
Treat them well and please be kind.
So, upon this night we all have to be brave.
Because it’s our candy we want to save!
It’s a night to be filled with fun and play.
Trick or treat are the words you’ll have to say!
The Farm Wife
at
Two Pennies Farm
PASTURE
WOES
Our pasture was designed
for two goats. By strip
grazing them it provided
enough nutrition that I
didn’t have to supplement
them with hay and grain
in the summer. Since they
were rotated every two days
each strip had a month’s
growth between grazing
and parasites were reduced
to the point that the goats
did not need deworming,
even against the dreaded
Barberpole worm.
It took me several
years to work out how to
maximize that pasture for
goats, and then two years
ago I gave up milking
my goats. I still have my
original doe goat, Derby,
and her last kid, a wether
named Golly. This spring
I bought my first horse, a
mare named Venus. She’s
a good horse and an easy
keeper. But our pasture
is too small to provide her
with all the nutrition she
needs.
So I was trying an
outside the box solution. I
was letting Venus loose on
the property at night to give
the pasture grass a half-day
rest and also so that Venus
would keep the grass on the
rest of the property mowed
a bit. I couldn’t do this with
the goats as they would
prefer to eat shrubs and
trees instead of grass, but
I thought I was pretty safe
letting Venus roam. Our
property is well fenced and
our Big Red Dog prefers
to sleep outside at night,
so I didn’t worry about
her being harassed by
predators.
But it seems as if Venus
was indulging in some
un-horse-like behaviors.
But then again. I’m a first
time horse owner so I
don’t know, maybe this is
normal. You see, Venus
discovered our fruit trees.
I could understand her
eating the pears off the tree.
Pears are a lot like apples,
and everyone knows that
horses like apples. She ate
every pear she could reach,
and since we keep our fruit
trees short that didn’t leave
Nancy Baker
many for us. But that was
OK. I’ve not been well
enough this summer to do
my usual canning and her
eating them kept us from
having to deal with spoiled
fruit on the ground. Pears,
however, are not the only
fruit trees we have on the
property.
We have three Fuyu
persimmon trees, and they
were loaded with fruit. Now
the thing with these trees is
that the fruit sweetens in
late September, and you can
eat it straight off the tree
until it’s all gone sometime
around Christmas. The
fruit is crisp like an apple
at first, and then gradually
softens till it’s like a ripe
plum. Hubs makes a
killer Persimmon Pie, but
most of the fruit we just
eat fresh. We’re always
sorry to come to the end
of persimmon season, but
truthfully we have almost
had our fill of them by then.
In late spring when the fruit
has set we start anticipating
persimmon season all over
again. And this year was
no exception. We were so
excited as it looked like we
would be able to eat our fill
and then some.
But then, when the pears
were gone, oh tragedy!
Venus discovered the
persimmon trees. The
fruit hadn’t even started
to sweeten, but she ate
it anyway. When Hubs
discovered what she was
up to, he came in and laid
down the law. No more
liberty for Venus. A whole
year of anticipation was
now in the belly of a horse.
I am, of course, bummed
about the dearth of
persimmons, but am also
back to square one with the
lack of grass in the pasture.
We have some areas in
the yard that I can fence
off with portable electric
fencing for her to graze,
but putting it up and taking
it down is a pain. But I am
nothing if not a responsible
horse owner, so I guess I’d
better get outside and get to
work.
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"O for a Thousand ,
Tongues to Sing"
I have to say that I love the fall season. It's fresh air and
fresh aroma's that fills the air is just what the doctor ordered.
This particular time of season, reminds me of my
Grandparents on my Dad's side. Daddy Mac and Mama
Nell Eades. Two of the most caring individuals I have
ever known. They would give you the shirt of their back or
welcome you with open arms to the family table at anytime
day or night.
I do remember this one occasion, when my Grandmother
was very involved in her Church. She and her lady friends
would give food to the homeless on special occasions, such
as. Thanksgiving and Christmas. Even preparing meals
for them on other occasions too. It was almost like a soup
kitchen, but not necessarily soup everytime.
Mama Nell really seemed to enjoy doing for others.
On this one occasion, she asked my Mother if I could go
with her to help. In which, I did. I think it was Thanksgiving
and our family usually would not eat at home until after
3:00. (This seemed to work out best with all the cousins and
aunts living in different places).
While I was only 10 years old, I do remember this one
special Lady and Gentlemen that came in to eat. They
did not have great clothes, they had rather some kind of
odor, but they were as nice
B as could be. Both of them
had a big smile on their face
and even though they were
extremely poor and homeless,
they had great attitudes of
love for everyone there. At
this early age, this impressed
me. I thought to myself, "how
can someone be so greatful
and happy in these horrible
circumstances?" You see, I
had a warm place to sleep, a
wonderful family and parents
Charles Wesley that loved me with all their
heart. And of course as a
child, I still wondered, why?
As the day progressed, after everyone ate and was full,
it came time for singing. Now, it was Thanksgiving, so I
expected nothing less. As we all began to sing, this homeless
Gentleman and his wife, stood up and said they would like
to share a song if they could. They got up slowly, and made
their way to the old upright piano in the comer. The older
lady sat down to play and the husband stood beside her.
I was amazed at what I heard. This homeless lady could
play. It was great. Sounded professional to me, then her
husband began to sing, "O for a thousand tounges to sing,
my great Reedemers praise, the glories of my God and
King, the triumphs of His grace."
To me, it was like Angels singing. The blend of the
two voices, was just right. It was beautiful and the best
Thanksgiving I had ever had at that point in my life.
Come to find out, the Gentlemen named Lawerence, was
once a director of Theatre music in California and his wife,
Greta, had been the star of the show for over forty years,
when it had to shut down.
I have to say, it seemed, we were tmly a gift from God
to them, but much more than that, this couple was a very
special gift from God for us, and it touched me more that
they could or would ever know.
O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing is a Christian hymn
written by Charles Wesley in 1739. It was the first hymn
in every Methodist hymnal until 1983. It praises the glory
and grace of God and the triumphs of his redemption. It
was inspired by Peter Bohler's words to Wesley, "If I had a
thousand tongues, I would praise Christ with them all". It
commemorates the first anniversary of Wesley's conversion
to Christianity.
You see, Charles disliked the prevalence of the psalms
in worship songs of his time. Out of that, he gave us this
modem type hymn “O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing,”
which he wrote for Sunday, May 21, 1739, which was the
first anniversary of his conversion on Pentecost Sunday, or
Whitsunday as it was known back then.
Wesley’s poetic response to his conversion is replete (
defined as being fully or abundantly filled or supplied with
something, typically in temis of food, knowledge, or the
holy spirit. It is also used to describe with literary elegance
and beautiful control of language.
Sing along....
O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
The glories of my God and King
The triumphs of his grace!
My gracious Master and my God
Assist me to proclaim
To spread thro' all the earth abroad
The honours of your name
Jesus! the name that charms our fears
That bids our sorrows cease
'tis music in the sinner's ears
'tis life and health and peace
He breaks the power of cancelled sin
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me
To God all glory, praise, and love
Be now and ever given
By saints below and saints above
The Church in earth and heaven
O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
The glories of my God and King
The triumphs of his grace!
My gracious Master and my God
Assist me to proclaim
To spread thro' all the earth abroad
The honours of your name
Jesus! the name that charms our fears
That bids our sorrows cease
'tis music in the sinner's ears
'tis life and health and peace
He breaks the power of cancelled sin
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me
To God all glory, praise, and love
Be now and ever given
By saints below and saints above
The Church in earth and heaven