George Coleman invited us out to his house the last morning for breakfast and volunteered his beautiful wife Donna to cook for us. She did and fed us like royalty. If you are into Gospel singing you would know her and her family. They are the ‘Singing Branhams’. They have a beautiful estate, parked in the yard are several large vehicles. There are two buses for the singing group and equipment and a motor home. Of course they have room for them as you can see in the pictures.
We were entertained by a couple videos of the group’s engagements. I don’t hear as most folks know, but I could tell by the response of the audience they were good, I was even clapping and keeping rhythm like I was there live.
The church used to be big on fellowship meetings. George got to one of the meetings late down in Georgia, and squeezed into a pew next to the aisle. During the service out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of a young man, obviously inebriated, carrying an open bottle in a paper bag. Slowly staggering down toward the front.
George said, “I tried my best to stand there without crying and I told him, ‘Son, you are doing a good job, keep it up!’”
Boy, did I get a kick out of that. Because I was part of a trio in Biloxi, Mississippi with George once, we were two of the wisemen visiting Jesus. We were singing ‘We Three Kings’, when it came to my part, I started singing, "Myrrh is mine (at that time my mind went blank) I started singing da-d-da-da-d-da. All the way to the end, I could not make myself shut up."
You believe that Fred??? After 50 years, PAYBACK!
Tomorrow I will continue with travel, these are the last impressive, important folks that NOW KNOW ME!!!
A reporter did a human-interest piece on the Texas Rangers. The reporter recognized the Colt Model 1911 the Ranger was carrying and asked him 'Why do you carry a 45?' The Ranger responded, 'Because they don't make a 46.'