“Quit dragging your fishing pole,” I barked, and swatted my seven year old little brother across his cotton top. “What are you moping about anyhow?”
Obviously something was eating little Heath. He usually gabbed the whole way to the fishing hole. When he finally looked up from between those slumped shoulders his lips were curled like he’d ate our tube of crickets. I thought he was going to spew. “You promise you won’t tell momma?” he gasped, fighting back tears.
By GENE DUMAS
Since we moved to Florida, I’ve noticed that people keep donkeys. I’m one of those people who never thought that a donkey was worth a whole lot, but I’ve since learned that I have been mistaken on that subject.
Many people in this state have realized that donkeys can perform a valuable service.
The National Council of the Society of St.Vincent de Paul (SVdP) today awarded a $1,000 grant to help the needy in Chiefland. The money is part of the Society’s annual Friends of the Poor grant program and will provide several forms of assistance, including help with utility bills.