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Welcome to JOYFUL REFLECTIONS. Also welcome to SEPTEMBER. My header photo this month shows a gorgeous picture showing the Great Smoky Mountains from the Foothills Parkway. God's Blessings to YOU for an awesome month.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Maggie Valley, North Carolina


I've talked before about my three childhood friends --and have even asked for prayers for two of them. The four of us (all born in 1942) grew up together in the small town of Big Stone Gap, VA. When we graduated from college, we all went our separate ways for many years. BUT--In 1992 (when we all turned 50), we began a new tradition---of getting together once a year in the fall for a "Girls Getaway"... Since '92, we have gone somewhere and done something together MOST every single year. It's a very special time for us --and one that we all cherish.

This coming October, we are headed to the mountains of North Carolina to Maggie Valley. We are renting a vacation cabin for five days in the beautiful Smoky Mountains. This year will be particularly special since two of the four of us have had some major health problems. One gal (Susan) is in the battle of her life---suffering with cancer. Another one (Reida) has MS and recently had kidney stone surgery. We all know that we are getting older--and that 'life happens'. BUT--we don't ever want these special years of friendship to end.


Here is an article I read on the internet about the history of Maggie Valley. I found it interesting so would like to share some of it with you today. "They named this now famous resort community for a pretty 14-year old mountain girl with long blond hair and deep blue eyes. To know her story and the real Maggie, you must read Maggie of Maggie Valley, NC, a book written by her daughter Patty Pylant Kosher. It’s the chronicle not only about Maggie Mae Setzer Pylant but mountain life when this was still an isolated settlement in the wilderness.


Ten years after Maggie was born on December 21, 1890, her father, Jack Setzer, started thinking that the community ought to have a post office. He wanted to establish a post office in his home because he was tired of hiring someone to ride five miles to an area post office to pick up mail for the valley. Jack setzer wrote to the US Postal Department for permission to establish his home as a new post office that would serve the area.


One corner of Setzer's room was a post office in which he built a wooden box to file the incoming letters and newspapers. At the end of six months, Jack submitted his records to the postal office depth and they accepted his application asking him to submit a name to the postal service. The first three names that he submitted were rejected. He was told that they were used for another NC post office. Jack then submitted the three names of his daughters (Cora, Mettie and Maggie Mea) plus the name Jonathan Creek, the creek that ran through the Setzer’s home.


Jack didn’t tell his daughters that he submitted their names, but on May 10, 1904, Jack received an official letter from the US Postmaster General Frank Hitchcock that the post office authorities had made their decision. The official name of the mountain settlement post office was to be Maggie, NC. Maggie was embarrassed when she was told the news. She burst into tears and ran up the mountain to the old log cabin where she had been born.


At the age of 17, Maggie became the bride of Ira Pylant of Nashville, TN. They moved to Texas, but she came back to her beloved valley several times before her death in 1979 at the age of 88."


How would you like to have a post office and/or town named after you???? Neat story, isn't it? Here are a few pictures --all taken from the internet -- from Maggie Valley. I cannot wait 'til our trip!!!!!



This is the Soco Gap area near Maggie Valley.





Looking down on Maggie Valley





This will be the cabin where we will spend five glorious days together!!!!

I'm sure I'll have TONS of pictures to share when we get home. In the meantime, please continue to pray for the four us, especially Susan and Reida. Thanks!!!


Have a wonderful Sunday.


Hugs,


Saturday, August 29, 2009

Dad Adams is NINETY SEVEN Today


George's sweet Daddy turns 97 TODAY. We went to Hendersonville to see them yesterday... Our good friends, Judy and Charlie, went with the four of us to Logan's Roadhouse to celebrate with a BIG dinner. We all had steaks --and they were delicious!!!! Dad and Mom ate every drop!! Then the waitress brought Dad a HUGE Brownie covered with chocolate syrup, ice cream and whipped cream for dessert... You should have seen Dad's face!!!!! Of course, it was SO big that we ALL had to sample it too!!! (No calories of course!!! ha...)


Judy and Charlie gave Dad one of those cute, musical cards---which surprised him when he opened it... Can you just imagine what has changed during his lifetime????? Nobody had even heard nor thought of a musical card 97 years ago!


We went back to their home ---and a lady from their Sunday School Class brought some homemade sourdough bread and a birthday cake for Dad. The pictures above and below were taken while she was there. Isn't he a cutie????? How many people do you know who are 97 years young---who have never taken one single prescription drug in their lives???? That's George's Dad!!!! He is an inspiration to everyone around him!









And he Huffed and he Puffed ---but the candle wouldn't go out!!!! ha (We couldn't put 97 candles on his cake for fear of burning the house down!!!! ha)









On our way home after our day in Hendersonville, we were driving up the mountain toward the Cumberland Plateau watching some VERY threatening weather. The sky actually was so interesting --with all different colors all around us... I kept snapping pictures from inside our moving car --hoping that some of them would come out, through the windows. Surprisingly, they came out pretty good.









Of course, with dark clouds and rain, there's usually a beautiful RAINBOW.... And--guess what??? With all of that rain around us, we missed it other than a few sprinkles!!!











The closer we got toward home, the prettier the sky became. I think I took about 30 pictures... ha









Finally, when we stepped out of our car --after a long day, look what was shining down on us then!!!!!!! The day began and ended perfectly. Happy Birthday, Dad. We LOVE you.


Hope all of you have a great weekend.
Hugs,