For Wilshire Baptist Church
The Labors of our Days
We’ve been working a lot of jigsaw puzzles during the pandemic. We usually have one going at our house and one at the house of Thelma Kite, LeAnn’s mother. Thelma gets exasperated sometimes when I walk around the table, pick up a piece, and drop it precisely into place. “Oh, stop that,” she’ll say jokingly, and then, “LeAnn, Jeff doesn’t play fair.”
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Two weeks ago, I wrote in this space about asterisks and how I used to bang them out on my grandfather’s Underwood typewriter. That typewriter sits on my grandfather’s desk in one of our guest rooms here in Garland, but both typewriter and desk originally sat in his home in Orange, Texas. And as you may have seen in the news last week, Orange took a major hit from Hurricane Laura.
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There’s been a lot of activity across the street in recent weeks and I’ve not liked it. It’s been noisy and distracting and I prefer the neighborhood to be calm and quiet.
It started after the folks living across the street sold their house and moved away. A new owner came in and began getting it ready as a rental, and that brought a steady stream of work crews ranging from a handyman outfit sprucing up the interior and exterior to a paving company putting in a new driveway and sidewalks. There’s been lots of noise and traffic across the street but also at our curb with men in trucks and trailers sorting through tools and material and mixing paint in front of our house.
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