Jesus Feeds Kentucky

 I only took a few videos during my trip to visit Charlie Conkright and attend Court Days in Kentucky, but the ones I did came out well.

I met some interesting people and made new friends.

This is one such person with a hundred stories to tell: Michael Young, founder of Jesus Feeds KY. I could have sat there all day listening to him.

If you get the chance to meet Michael Young, listen to his testimony of him dying. Amazing story.

Will be posting the other videos when time allows.

Jesus Feeds Kentucky

September 23rd through the 26th I was in NC.

 Last week, September 23rd through the 26th I was in NC.

Monday was terrific at the Billy Graham Library; Tuesday was an OK day, but Wednesday was stressful; that's when the rains started.

We were trying to find the Blue Ridge Parkway Skyline Drive entrance; GPS got us spun around leaving Ashville.

We stopped at the Black Mountain visitor center to ask for directions. After joking with the lady telling her, my parents took me here as a kid, then in 2000 I came back, but there was a freak weather system with such heavy fog I couldn't see anything, and now I am here, and it's supposed to rain. She said well, you may not see it again. I just got off the phone with my friend who works with FEMA, and he said to get prepared. It's going to be bad, really bad. But she never suggested turning around and heading out. We arrived at the entrance of Skyline Drive, but they had locked the gates. I was upset, thinking I had driven through worse, so I got back on 40 E to where we stayed when the heavens opened...

This was just the start of the hurricane; it was madness on the freeway, driving through such heavy downpours it was hard to see with the highway already partially flooded.

The beginning of this video shows where we were on Wednesday.

The photos are what I took while driving

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lruqWTU3Rqc

This is where I received the info from the visitor center, in Black Mountain that also was hit with catastrophic flooding from Helene that had a critical dam breech that wiped out Chimney Rock. I am fairly certain the visitor center is wiped out or severely damaged.

Billy Graham Library in NC

 A travel suggestion.

Believers and non-believers.

You should tour the Billy Graham Library in NC.

The setting, the life story, and the guides were all amazing.

I felt peace and uplifted, and it made me reflect.

Though it is about Billy Graham, it is more about his journey of preaching the Gospel, how many lives were impacted, and how many high-profile leaders and homeless people he took the time to talk to.

I took the tour, and then 2 days later the tropical-like rain started from Hellene and we had to leave.

Carey On...

My ''95 Chevy G20 Sherry conversion

 Went to a couple of abandoned places to shoot photos of my ''95 Chevy G20 Sherry conversion.

You may not be able to see it clearly but the top part of tall sign is the same color green as my van.

I use to eat at Mr. C's, it was really good food with a quaint old atmosphere. Its been closed now for at least 10 years.

I looked in the windows and the tables are all set, with dishes, napkins and menus ready for the following day. Just eery seeing the restaurant prepped like that with it now sitting abandoned and decaying. Wonder what closed it.

The other is from an old feed store. Its crumbling and soon I am certain will be razed. Next door is a gem and rock shop. My parents took us there years ago when I was a boy. My dad back then got into a short lived hobby of rock tumbling.

Yellow Dog Village Pennsylvania

 Hey Gang, no long story but lots of photos for you to enjoy.

WV - Continuing On

So where was I? Oh yeah in the town of Broadway. 

After looking at the driving turd we found our way to Broadway, no Carey didn't get lost and end up in NY city, this Broadway is a little art town in Virginia. Broadway is one of the top ten places to live in Virginia.  

 What a neat visit. Some really old relics and some antique stores. The best one was The Cat's Meow Boutique. This is a place to visit, I mentioned it in my last blog posting. The antiques and collectibles were mostly real and real affordable.

The owner Ronnie Dove is some character. If you go in to just buy merchandise you're missing half the experience. Ronnie is some story teller and so funny. 

                                                 Here's  Ronnie Dove and below his card.

Ronnie told us in his store are certain items marked with a fish. When those items sell 100% of it goes to missions. Ronnie also told us he made a promise to God that the first sale of each day goes to Him. Now that is dedication. I could have sat there for a whole lot longer listening to his stories and jokes but with little time we had to move on.

 

Next stop was New Market. Historic but sadly it has somewhat withered since the last time I wandered into town back in 2000. However it still does have charm and things to look at.

After walking this way and that way through New Market  hunger set in. Two ladies recommended an old '50's style diner. Down the street we marched looking forward to eating at a place the locals loved and was featured in numerous TV shows. And lo and behold as we approached it I had a flashback - I remembered this place! I ate here way back. This place brought a laughter back to me recalling an event that happened with a waitress but won't write about that here, it will make my fourth book.

Sadly my memory of great food was spoiled by what they  served me which was - spoiled. Yes places do serve green ham and well... I don't know about the eggs. 

The waitress insisted that's the way ham is suppose to smell, like stinky feet. Gee she made it sound so appetizing I almost wanted to sprinkle it with Dr. Scholls. No matter how much she insisted that foot odor signaled it was fine I couldn't do it, to me it was rotten and it was.

The one thing Southern Kitchen is still cooking is the peanut soup that is quite unique and if they served it to the Confederacy maybe that's why they lost the war. Our waitress remarked people buy it by the buckets. Maybe they have pet elephants. You try it and tell me your thoughts. I mean it wasn't bad, definitely different but not for me.

Two meals and two meals that left me hungry so far the food was a no go on this trip. Well I shouldn't say that, it made me go in more ways than one.

That's all for this posting.

Gotta Go-Go!

Carey 

Good-by '22 and Hello '23!

   Goodby 2022, and welcome 2023!

2022 in many ways, was worse than the covid years, yikes!

And in other ways was much better, but overall it's still a year to remember as thank goodness I made it through that mess. 

  2022 started off badly with getting a nasty case of the covid-blues New Year's Eve 2021; that bout of illness lasted till almost the first of February.

Hmm, thinking about it, guess it was another covid year.

Then I got whammied again with round two of being sick from the tail-end of July till the start of September.

  The annual Winter Cookout/Freeze Fest commenced once again. Every year I think its the last, but it proceeded. Though instead of being held on the last Saturday in February, a change was made, and it was held on the first Saturday in March, and it was a warm one, the warmest WC on record. 

  Work, work, work, and more work. Work was steady throughout the year and, at times, was beyond hectic. Food was always on the table, bills paid, and I was blessed.

 Even more hectic and insanely bizarre was the revolving door of whacked out - crazed - mentally unstable - drug induced (I guess?) - psychotic behavior of the people (can I call them people?)  I tried to employ. If I was the only one who was on a search for employees, I would hide my head in shame, but you gotta take what's out there, and these people were OUT THERE!

 A whole book could be written on the great employment debacle of '22.

Five marched in, and five either stormed out screaming or went missing like I sent them on a mission to the Bermuda Triangle. If you are one of these when you land back to earth or gather your brain, please return my work shirts. 

 Since we are on the topic of the mentally unstable and backstabbing deviants, a tenant walked out, that's another insanely funny story, and someone I've known since school paid by check for work I did in her house only to stop payment on that check. Hey, if this is a sort of play-by-play of my year, I gotta include these things.

 I politic'd a little. Blystone for governor fell flat, but my early pick of Vance for Senate was correct. So it was a 50/50 year.

  Sport-wise, my prediction was correct, cutting Mayfield was bad, and the Browns would be even badder. Yes, I know I just wrote a word that doesn't exist, but the Browns are also a nonexistent team. 

 Travel was little to no traveling, just some day trips and Sunday drives.

 The highlights were meeting three interesting gentlemen. Don, owner of Market Square in Kinsman, Ohio, Robert "Quiet Wolf" Thompson of the Lenape Nation at a Powwow, and Bill, a 98-year-old WWII veteran.

 So how did '22 wrap up?.... with a death threat followed by a crash bang boom accident. In other words, it ended in a typical Carey fashion, unpredictable, and now what!

This is an older photo but the expression says it all....

So 2023 now what! What ya have in store for me? 

Lastly, in conclusion I like to thank the new friends and acquaintances I met in '22 and a heartfelt thank you to those who stuck by me, you are never overlooked. 

Carey On....