
Its a new school year for many kids for my growing kids its transition time to 'bigger classrooms'. Andrew has left the INFANT room, finally. It is so hard to make these transitions but I do think its sometimes harder on the parents. Andrew had the most fantastic infant teachers. God's blessings!! Amy Jo, Angela and LaQuisa. Amy Jo ('big AJ') and my AJ developed a special relationship (At least I think so) and we will miss having as much interaction with her. But, I do know that she will keep an eye on him as he transitions to the toddler room.
Samantha is now in pre-K!! She thinks she is hot stuff. She still has 2 years until Kindergarden, but it was time for her to move up with all her classmates. We are still trying to decide if Vandy will be the place for her next year or if we will seek out another program. She was recently invited to a Princess birthday party and a Zoo party. Amazing experiences these children are given.
Samantha is now in pre-K!! She thinks she is hot stuff. She still has 2 years until Kindergarden, but it was time for her to move up with all her classmates. We are still trying to decide if Vandy will be the place for her next year or if we will seek out another program. She was recently invited to a Princess birthday party and a Zoo party. Amazing experiences these children are given. We had the privledge to attend a 55year wedding anniversary for Rueben and Alice Algood less than 2 weeks ago. We visited with Granddaddy's brother's Rick and Tonny. Granddaddy, Grandmommy, and the Williams family stayed with us on Saturday night before the anniversary party. I want to post on here what Uncle Ricky wrote about the event. He is quite the family historian! When reading his comments you should know that both Uncle Rick and Uncle Tonny had 3 girls. David and and his brother John are the only men with the Algood name (now Andrew).
ONE MOMENT IN TIME by Rick Algood
Posted on Facebook Tuesday, August 18, 2009 at 12:02pm
I've heard it said that August is a month with no holidays. Nothing happens in August, but heat. I now know that is not true. Have you ever had one of those "OH, WOW" I’m living in the moment moments? I had one this past weekend. And if you have ever worked swing shift and been stuck on the graveyard shift for several days you will probably agree with me that is difficult to have such a moment when you are starved for sleep. But, I did.
Posted on Facebook Tuesday, August 18, 2009 at 12:02pm
I've heard it said that August is a month with no holidays. Nothing happens in August, but heat. I now know that is not true. Have you ever had one of those "OH, WOW" I’m living in the moment moments? I had one this past weekend. And if you have ever worked swing shift and been stuck on the graveyard shift for several days you will probably agree with me that is difficult to have such a moment when you are starved for sleep. But, I did.
And, I did something I have rarely done over the past 30 years. I took a day off to do something I wanted to do... for the pure enjoyment of it. I have OCD when it comes to work... I only take a day off for dire emergencies, never for pleasure. This past weekend I broke my own rule and I loved every minute of it. I went to a family gathering in Tennessee. Over the last three decades I have missed out on a lot of family gatherings because I felt it would be wrong to hang my coworker for a double shift. Looking back I realize my presence at the mill made little difference in the existence of the work place and, actually, it went unappreciated by my superiors or coworkers. So, I've made my mind up to not let precious moments pass me by if at all possible. I took a night off and traveled to my cousin's home on Whippoorwill Hill in Murray County, Tennessee where there was a celebration held for Reuben and Alice Algood’s 55th wedding anniversary. I knew it was going to be a special gathering not only because of the significance of the anniversary, but because I would get to see my brothers that I haven't seen in nearly two years. We arrived at my Cousin Patty Grace Junkin’s home, Jefferson Hall, late last Saturday afternoon where the event was going to be held the next day. Getting there early allowed us to visit with them and their cousins from my aunt's side of the family I had only heard mentioned over the years, but I had never met them. It was great to finally put faces with those names I had grown familiar with over the years. The next morning I began to realize the significance of the day as my brother's, nieces, nephews, and great nieces and nephews began to arrive one family at a time. The "OH, WOW" moment slowly began to dawn on me as the gathering grew in numbers and cameras started to come out. I watched as the only little Algood that will carry on our family name toddled about the crowd and thought to myself, "I wonder if he knows how much we are counting on him to perpetuate the family name?" Probably not. He is a normal little boy and wanted to go outside to play. At noon my 94 year old uncle and his 83 year old bride, my aunt, stood before the gathering of relatives to speak. There were many cameras snapping away as he began to talk, but the magnitude of his speech and the moment soon hit everyone as it did me, and the cameras were set aside as we all listened closely while my uncle began to tell the story about how he met the love of his life. I was standing in the rear of the crowd like any good Baptist would and I was caught up in his story until one of my great nephews bumped into me from behind. That was the moment it hit me. Over ninety years separated the speaker I was listening to and the toddler moving through the crowd. Then I began to look around the gathering. My cousins, (Reuben and Alice’s daughters, Pat and Becky) were standing off to the left of everyone hanging on every word their father spoke. Aunt Alice was standing next to Uncle Reuben and was patting his hand, giving him encouragement to keep sharing their story. I looked around the room and everyone else was straining to catch every phase that was shared at that moment in time. And, I finally got it... slow as I am, and sleep deprived, I finally got it. "This was a very, very special moment." …A moment fleeting in time that would never come our way again. Never would we all gather as we were gathered at that moment, listening to the words of love that had been shared for over 55 years between my aunt and uncle. After Uncle Reuben finished talking, Aunt Alice shared her story with us, too. Everyone applauded not just out of respect for words well spoken, but for the admiration of two lives well lived. Every single one of us gathered in that room was living in the moment. After that grace was said and bread was broken as is the tradition in any good family reunion. Families units gathered together to share the meal together. Among our kin-folk were ministers, actresses, a pilot, businessmen and women, medical professionals, retired military men and one paper mill worker. When the meal was devoured we gathered once more in the dining room where my aunt and uncle finally got to cut the wedding cake they never had 55 years ago. There was one last photo opportunity as we all gathered on the front steps of Jefferson Hall for a group portrait with the anniversary couple in center stage. Even the faithful border collies posed for the picture. Time passed far too quickly, and one by one each family departed. But, we all left Whippoorwill Hill a little different than we had arrived. We left knowing we had experienced something wonderful. It was a special moment in time that will never be repeated. We all knew we had experienced something wonderful on a hot August day in hills of Tennessee.

















