Donna Traywick

Mt. Olivet News

Each week when I finish one article I think, “what in the world am I going to write about next week?” I don’t want to run out of “stuff.”

The quote of Sir Philip Sidney in “Astrophel and Stella” gives me inspiration. “….Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite: Fool! My muse said to me, Look in thy heart and write!”

I am very happy to report that our people who have been in the hospital and rehab are much improved. Cathy Johnson is out of rehab after therapy for a broken ankle.

Elizabeth Browning is recovering well from a broken hip.

I really did not know that there was a medical condition called the “crud” until I saw a doctor on T.V. calling it the Memphis Crud. Should we call it the Panola County Crud, or the Mt. Olivet Crud? Either way you say it, it’s the same symptoms and we all know what they are.

While writing this article I was interrupted by a phone call from Publisher’s Clearing House (?). The person in a foreign accent that I could barely understand said I had won a car. Usually I will just hang up, but I was mad because my chain of thought was broken. So, I decided to go along with him.

Me: “O, hallelujah! Just what I’ve been praying for. What kind of car is it?”

Him: “That’s a secret, it’s on the truck and covered up, and we are just around the corner from you. The Lord has blessed you! Hallelujah, hallelujah!”

Me: “Praise the Lord! Please tell  me what kind.”

Him: “It’s a 2019 white Mercedes convertible. Praise the Lord, you are really blessed today. Hallelujah, hallelujah!”

Me: “Hallelujah!”

Both talking at the same time: “Hallelujah, hallelujah!”

Me: “If you are just around the corner bring it around.”

Him: “But first, you have to Fed Ex the small fee of $1,050.75 cash immediately to (he gave me a personal name and address in Delaware.”

Me: “Okay, I think $1,050.75 is a cheap price for a 2019 Mercedes. Can you bring it around and I can put the top down so all my friends can see me while I go to the bank and get the money.” (It was 37 degrees outside.)

Him: “No! This must be a secret. This $1,050.75 is just between you and me.”

Me: “What do I tell the bank?”

Him: “It’s none of their business.”

He went on and on, and so did I. Then he finally got mad and hung up. I wrote this just to tell everyone that you could tell from the first words that it was a scam. Don’t fall prey to, and don’t even waste your precious time as I did to expose them. If they give you an address to send money, give it to the authorities as I did.

When I walked in the nice warm church Sunday, I thought of who has to come to the church early to make it so comfortable for us. In our church it is Randy Johnson whose home is five miles away.

Who does this in your church? Have you ever thanked them, or just taken it for granted?

I reminisced back to my early childhood days when Mr. Felix Howell, Brucie Howell Newcomb’s grandfather, walked about three miles to build a fire in the old wood stove that sat in the middle of the church.

He was also the loudest voice in the Amen Corner. Brucie has pictures of him driving the school wagon with children on it that we hope to get published soon.

Mr. John Nelson’s article in the Friday, Jan. 18, Panolian brought back memories. Miss. Martha Whitten, mentioned in the article, was my high school piano teacher.

Be sure to read Mary Murphy’s article each Friday. Her family and my family go way back. Her grandmother, Mrs. Gussie Fondren, is the one who made the good huckleberry pies.

I’ve got to rush to get this to the newspaper office. I won’t be driving my Mercedes convertible. So sad! And only $1,050.75. What a deal!

With any news from Mt. Olivet, Terza, Cold Springs and beyond, call Donna or send her a text. Her numbers are 662- 563-1742 and 901-828-8824.