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& PAGE 4A - ttOGANSVILLE HERALD - THURSDAY, DECEMBER 1, 2016 i THE HOGANSVILLE HERALD '~ .... USPS 62OO40 ROBERT E. TRIBBLE, President ~.~EOWlllg up On a farm ith my grandmother you had to learn to do a little of everything and that included ooking. Even though a man's job the farm is taking care of the animals, working the fields, mending fences, etc. My grandmother said a man needed to know how to cook and every chance she got would get me in the kitchen. - No matter what I did, she tvould always point out ways ',:o "do ff b:tte=.'" My gr- ,md- mother was a great cook and pverything she touched tast- ed wonderful. She not only taught me to cook, but bake as well. For years after I married cook- ing was not one of my things. For years I stopped cooking, She presented me with a list of things she wanted to prepare for homecoming and asked me what I felt com- Zox"table cooking. I looked at the list, the long list, and to be honest didn't feel real comfortable cook- hlg any of it. I knew how par- ticular my Grandmother was and how she prided herself with her cooking and how everyone at the church would r,o need to, .% it .:_c, feed i_wag about L,Jw good her food r:~yseif when a hamburger was. I just stood there for a joint, pizza place or any other moment and didn't speak. .restaurant could do it for me. "You can't mess up pota- fter all, I would just be cook- to salad," she said. "Get busy !ing for me. making it. Now, we're going It took a little while to get to need a lot so cook a bunch ack into being able to cook of potatoes. I'm going to be galn. Most of the time I gone for a little while and !would over cook, under cook A few years ago I read an: ::: article titled "Do You Act or React?" and I want to share it with you in my column this week. As you read it think about how you would act or react if you were in a simi- lar situation. I walked with nay friend a Quaker to the newsstand the other night and he bought a paper thanking the newsie politely. The newsie did not even acknowledge it. "A sullen fellow isn't he?" I com- mented. "Oh, he is that way every night," my friend said. "Then why do you continue to be so polite to him?" I asked- "Why not, why should I let him decide how I am going to act?" my friend replied. As I thought about this ,:ncident it occurred to me that the most important word was act. My friend acts toward people that most of would react to. Ite has a sense of inner balance which is lacking in most of us. He always being raised and low- article I realized just how i!iii ii!i ii iii!! iiii!iii i] ered by the social climate much this affects US every around him and he is a mere day of our lives. It is not too creature at the mercy of difficult for most of us to act iii }iiii}ii!ii!iiiiii!iiiii!i these elements. Praise gives nicely, especially if we have :, iiiiiiii} {{iiigi ii!!iii! iiiiiii: iiii!iiiii i! i! :iii}:;:ii! i: i him a feeling of euphoria, had the proper training when lll : ': ll whichisfalse, because it does we were growing up. iii i {iiii]iiiii !iiiiiiiiiiiiii!!iiiiiiiiiii: not last and it does not come However it is just human from self-approval, nature to react to others in a Criticism depresses him negative way when they are knows who he is, what he more than it should because rude, thoughtless orungrate- it confirms his own secretly ful towards us. Thanlcsgivmg is done and over for another year, and now we truly :head into the Christmas shopping season. Yes I know that recogniz- ing Christmas m. d actuat!y calling it Christmas might not be pohticaUy correct any more, but I'm not a political- ly correct kind of person. I make no apologies for that. We have been bruised and battered by the recent pres- idential election, which seems as though it will never stands for and how he should behave. He refuses to return incivility for incivility because then he would no longer be in command of his own conduct. told in the Bible to return good for evil and we look upon this as a moral injunction which it is. But it also is a psychological pre- scription for emotional health. No one is unhappier than a perpetual reactor. His center of emotional gravity is not rooted within himself where it belongs but in the world outside himself. His spiritual temperature is shaky opinion of himself. The Apostle Paul gave us Snubs hurt him and the met- the answer to this problem est suspicion of unpopulari- in Romans 12:2, "And do not ty in anyway rouses him to be conformed to this world, bitterness, but be transformed by the A serenity of spirit can- renewing of your mind, that not be achieved until we you may prove what the will become the masters of our of God is, that which is good own actions and attitudes. To and acceptable and perfect." let another person determine The key to improving our whether we should be rude human relations is to renew or gracious, elated or our thinking each day with depressed is to not have con- good, honest and positive trol over our own personali- thoughts until it becomes a ties which is ultimately all habit. Then when someone is thatwepossess.Theonlytrue rude or thoughtless we will possession is self-possession, act towards them in a man- ner that is in our own best As i thought about this interest. any actual action, but I am now. Between now and Christmas, I would like to!i: .............................. encourage you to share with .. all of us a childhood memo- {i{ i" ty ". of Chrmtmas that still nmkes you feel good. To facilitate that, I would like to take this opportunity to share a Christmas memo- ry with you. together on many ima ary I was probably six to adventures. seven years old and my Puppies grow much youngerbrothernotyetborn, faster that boys and soon Banjo was bigger that I was. On his hind legs, Banjo was much taller than me. He could easily knock me down. when I get back, you should iorjustmakeamessoftbdngs, be finished with the potato end. The ambushing and It was the night of But I remembered my grand- salad and we'll get busy on killing of police officers con- Christmas Eve. Morn and dad brother telling me repeated- the rest of the cooking." dnues at an unprecedented had shuttled me off to bed, how important it was for I didn't know what a pace. And people continue except that every so often I on lives forever, but not so little boys." Unfortunately, while dragons might live for- ever, dogs do not. As little boys grow up, dogs grow old. I do not remember exactly how old I was when Banjo died but it was a very sad day. In the modern world of the latest, greatest must- have gaming platform, smart phone, or other geez whiz electronic device, too many children never experience the relationship and respon- sibility of having a pet. For a little boy, Banjo was the greatest Christmas gift ever.., and I still miss him. me,to learp,to o.ok those bunch of po toes..fe y, .being jU t.m_.e .jLar c[na to wonldhear, a puppFcry. Ifondlyrememberwres g ..... : ' ...... ...... ) an yeatsago/wMlSaW'hard ""' "::each,0ttle : flenc it By I g::Ofc0fit diff g tt meotir ' /? : inv e:you tried to turn me i/ate a 'B'ack tlaeh,' we had a pota' Black Friday shopping, of bed but mom and dad pla: hiffL I remember Banj0llck- tO Share a Clmstmas memo- ecent cook. toes ba_ el, they did not come On Thanksgiving Day we cated me somehow and goting me on the face. He was ry and spread a bit of b After a while, cook!ng in those little bags like they joined a group for a commu- me back to bed so that Santa my protector. He also pro- Christmas cheer. Send it to ecame like second natur,, to do today. You grew them, put nity ThanksgivSng Dirmer. It could visit, tected any child that was in me at the email address me, Remembering how my them in barrel and cooked as was truly nice to be able to On Christmas morning I our yard. I remember twobelow. Keepit short and I will Grandmother would do many as you could before the dine together with a large found that Santa had brought occasions when Banjo react- only use your first name. things. Everything she potatoes spoiled, group of people with no con- me this little white furball - ed to people he perceived as Let us all remember that cooked was from scratch, but I got busy peeling pota-cern over politics, the color would cut corners. That toes. As I pealed the potatoes of one s skin, or any other of a puppy, threats to his charges. Christmas is more than shop- ' That puppy was a white Luckily dad was there both ping malls and the lastest, robably explains why my Ikepthearing,'%Veneedlots." the myriad issues that serve German Shephard that we times to intercede. , atest gadge cooking is not as good as my So I peeled and peeled and to divide us instead of unite named Banjo. I seem torecall To this day, I have mem:>: ' "Grandmothers. peeled. Once I clean,.d the us. he was named Banjo because ories of riding my bicycle : That's my inion. v Anyway, today I feelcom- potatoes and started cutting As we move toward of his large brown eyes. with Banjo running along fortable in the kitchen again them to boil I still wasn't sure Christmas wc should be Banjo became my buddybeside me. I wasn't very fast 'and can cook pretty much I had enough, but it wasthinking of "peace on Earth, and my friend. Those of you andhe didn'thavetorunveryAndy Kober is a regular hat I choose to. A few days ago, I decided to make south- ern fried potatoes, like my Grandmother use to make. Whfle the potatoes didr.'t turn but quite as good as I wished, considering it had been years ince I cooked them, I have to admit they were pretty good. Sitting there, eating these potatoes, brought back one of my favorite memories of pending time in the kitchen with my Grandmother. It's "kind of a funny story and I hope you find it interesting. :: IT WAS homecoming time at the church and my Grandmother always cooked lbts for homecoming. Heck, it was a complete meal with meat, vegetables, homemade 'I iscuits and cornbread and dessert. e On this particular "Saturday my Grandmother decided I had learned to cut enough to help out and ush- ered me into the kitchen. enough to fill three big pots. Once the potato salad was done, I had enough to fill five large bowls. I was so proud of myself, job weU done, I thought. When my Grandmother returned she walked into the kitchen and shouted, "Didyou think we were feeding an Army?" "You said lots," I replied. She then set me down and explained how to determine fi e number of potatoes need- ed for each person for mashed potatoes or potatoes salad. Needless to say, we had plenty of potatoes salad for homecoming and enough to eat for several days of our own. While my Grandmother complained for days about me making too much, she would also comment, "It's really good potatoes salad though." To this day, I still make a mean potato salad and still prepare way too much. Tim HOGANSvlLLE IL . D is published weekly by ]'fib Publications, Inc. at 3051 Roosevelt Highway, Manchester, Georgia 31816. The Hogansville Herald is published proudly for the citizens of Hogansville "and its goal is to produce quality, profitable, community oriented newspa- pers that you, our readers, are proud of. We will reach that goal through hard work, teamwork, loyalty, and a strong dedication toward printing the - Iru . USPS 642-040. Subscription rates by mail: $25 in Troup, Harris or Meriwether Counties; $3250 a year in s ate; $40 out of state.Prices include all sales taxes. Periodical postage paid at Hogansv'llle, Georgia 30230.Single copy 50. i FOP. St SCkiFrIONS call (706) 846-3188 or write to Circulation iManager, Trib Publications, P. O. Box 426, Manchester, Georgia 31816. Send address changes to P. O. Box 426, Manchester, GA31816. good 4/1 toward men." luckyenoughtoraiseapuppyhard. Most people, even the as a child will understand The group Peter, Pauland most irascible ones, have a what I mean. Until he got too Mary performed a song that favorite Christmas memory, big, Banjo shared mybed. We included the lyrics, "A drag- I rarely call for people to take traipsed through the woods columnist for Trib Publications. He can be reached at andykober@hotmail.com From the frontpage of the December 5, 1991 Edition of the Hogansville Herald:. Council Votes To Apply For State Employment Grant The Hogansville City Council Monday formally voted to apply for a $197,000 state Employment Incentive Program (E.I.P.) grant that woud be used to employ about 30 people at the ctiy's new ,sod farm. Holland M. Ware Gives Another $1 Million To Laboratories In Emory's Winship Cancer Center Philanthropist Holland M. Ware of Hogansville presented a $1 million check for cancer research to Emory University's Winship Cancer Center on Monday, Nov. 25. Over the last few years, Mr. Ware's contributions have totaled more than $3 million to support research in the Holland M. Ware Cancer Research Laboratories. Mr. Ware's original gift in 1985 established the laboratories dur- ing the founding of the Winship Cancer Center, which brought togeth- er Emory's well-established programs in cancer. Emory's Cancer Center has the largest and oldest cancer treatment program in Georgia, as well as the most extensive program in cancer research. Mr. & Mrs. Frank Crawford Named Grand Marshalls For Friday's Christmas Parade Santa will come to Hogansville Friday dunng the annual Christmas parade at 5:30 p.m. The theme for the 1991 parade is 'q'welve Days of Chnstmas." Sponsored by the Hogansville committee of the Troup County Chamber of Commerce, the parade attracts numerous entries by groups and organizations. Grand marshals are Mr. and Mrs. Frank Crawford. Christmas Events Announced The Hogansville Chamber Committee of the Troup County Chamber of Commerce is awarding a trophy to the best decorated store ront for Christmas, to be judged on Fnday, December 6, before the Christmas parade. Only storefronts decorated by local mer- chants will be eligible to win the trophy. We hope to make this an annual event. compiled by Jack Bagley