i keep trying to tell myself this must be a dream. did that just really happen? to start out i must tell you that i am the only pastor at the church this week. bud is in maine dealing with family matters and greg is in pennsylvannia on a short break with his family.
this morning started as a all tuesdays do. i woke up for band of brothers (mens bible study) at 6am. and then headed to breakfast with a few of the guys from there. my meal had just arrived. i salted the eggs and took a bit of bacon as my cell phone rang. steve (our church treasure) was on the line to tell me charlie bates had passed away. remember i am the only pastor in town. so i hang up and break the news to the guys around the table.
charlie is a great individual. he is in his late 70's. he is one of those guys that will always have a smile on his face.
so i scarf down some of my breakfast. chuck and i head over to charlies and doris to consol doris. on the way their i call bud to tell him. we arrive at the house. well she is not there. we figure she is with the body making arrangments for everything. so i track down charlies son and ask them about the situation. he doesnt know anything.
i receive another call from the church secretary (wanda). she tells me that charlie did not die but yet only through out his back. so i am relieved but very perplexed trying to figure out how someone came to the conclusion that charlie had passed away.
steve, had heard it on his police scanner. ladies and gentlemen this leaves me to my last point. take a baseball bat andn beat the scanner to pieces.
1 comment:
Amen...beat it to pieces!
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