Hi,
My daughter Frances entered a contest sponsored by Cracker Barrel and advertised by Z100 Radio Station. Contestants were asked to submit an entry about someone in the military, so Frances wrote about her grandson, PFC Jayson Stevens, a U.S. Marine.
Frances won the contest prize, which was four dinners to Cracker Barrel. She also won the gift basket after her name was drawn from the group of contestants. She gave all of her winnings to Jayson.
Here is the entry to the contest...
Jayson is a new U.S. Marine. He has wanted to be a Marine since the 6th grade. He joined the Early Entry Program his senior year in high school, and left for bootcamp one week after high school graduation. He graduated as a U.S. Marine on Aug. 28, 2009, at the Marine Corps Recruiting Depot in San Diego, California. He has recruited three men so far and plans to recruit even more. He is a very motivated and dedicated Marine, and our country is very fortunate to have him to protect us. He is determined to be the best Marine he can be. He gives it all he's got and never quits until the job is done. He is presently in North Carolina studying Mechanics. I am a very proud Grandma and his whole family and his friends are very proud of him as well.
I had a lot of help from Frances with this column, and I sure was glad for her help. She spent several days with me while Jayson was on leave so she could visit him, too. I always enjoy her visits (she lives in Springfield). Her husband Neil was here, too, and had Christmas with us.
Now that the holidays are over, I guess we're all busy taking our Christmas trees and decorations down and putting them away.
My gem... When a woman lowers her voice, it's a sign she wants something. When she raises it, it's a sign she didn't get it.
Today I have a cute joke. I hope you'll enjoy reading about Jesus and the "Redneck".
An Irishman in a wheelchair entered a restaurant one afternoon and asked the waitress for a cup of coffee. The Irishman looked across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus over there?"
The waitress nodded, "yes," so the Irishman told her to give Jesus a cup of coffee on him.
The next patron to come in was an Englishman with a hunched back. He shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down, and asked the waitress for a cup of hot tea. He also glanced across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus over there?"
The waitress nodded, so the Englishman said to give Jesus a cup of hot team, "My treat."
The third patron to come into the restaurant was a Redneck on crutches. He hobbled over to a booth, sand down and hollered, "Hey there, sweet thang. How's about gettin' me a cold glass of Coke!" He too, looked across the restaurant and asked, "Is that God's boy over there?"
The waitress once more nodded, so the Redneck said to give Jesus a cold glass of coke, "On my bill."
As Jesus got up to leave, he passed by the Irishman, touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed." The Irishman felt strength come back into his legs, got up, and danced a jig out the door.
Jesus also passed the Englishman, touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed." The Englishman felt his back straightening up, and he raised his hands, praised the Lord and did a series of back flips out the door.
Then Jesus walked towards the Redneck. The Redneck jumped up and yelled, "Don't touch men... I'm drawin' disability."