The weather was a bit better, and so I was able to go out. James and I went to J. Michael Morrow's to see Randy and received our ashes while there. I took Ginger and James to lunch today and then did some campaigning later.
This walk-about was enjoyable. I went to the houses where once members of my family lived, and of course the memories came rushing in. This continues to be the best way for people to get to know me. In small towns where most people know each other, it is important for you to establish your connection. Trust is built on what people know about you. The more they know, the more they trust. The more they know, the more they open up. People do not respond favorably to pretense or aires.
Ginger surprised me by picking up my yard signs this afternoon. I put two in our yard - and will hope they are still there tomorrow!
I went to KC's tonight. As it's newest (and may be it's youngest!) member, I so enjoyed the fellowship and the stories some of the men had about one of my uncles, clearly a prankster. When I came home and told Ginger some of his antics, she proclaimed, "He's my kinda guy!" She loves to pull pranks, too!
It's good to be home, that's all I got to say. God is good.