Going To Memphis To See Gladys, Or To Pick Up ...

Going to Memphis to see Gladys, or to pick up Gladys each weekend to bring her back up to Ridgely. It was a long trip. 200 miles round trip. I didn’t lament that. I didn’t regret that. I didn’t complain. Why, because I got to spend time with my honey. I got to spend time with the love of my life. She was worth it, and still is.

My friends, our problems today is not with the cost, but that we have lost our joy and have lost a sense of the value of what we receive in return.