The day starts as I walk into the dimly lit communication center for the beginning of a 12-hour shift full of unknowns. We work in teams as system status controllers. The call takers on-shift are already on the phones assisting callers who need our help with medical emergencies, while the dispatchers are on the radios talking to the ambulance crews.
The 10th Annual Gayble Moss Memorial Tennis Tournament was held Friday, February 26 and Saturday, February 27 at Texas High School indoor courts. The annual tennis tournament was rescheduled from its previous October date. French Open Champion, Luke Jenson was on site to take part in the event celebrating Gayble Moss. All proceeds benefited the Gayble Moss Scholarship Fund at St. James Day School. Luke Jenson who is the 1993 French Open doubles title winner and current ESPN commentator will be back October 15 and 16, 2021 for the 11th Annual Gayble Moss Tennis Tournament.
The alarm goes off at 5:00 A.M.. every third day. We work 24 hours on and 48 hours off at Texarkana Texas Fire Department; it’s a nice schedule, if you can get used to it. I get ready in the dark, trying not to disturb the wife and three sleeping boys. … My 20 minute drive to work is filled with prayer. It’s quiet out, as the rest of the world is just waking up, so I spend my time praying for my family, friends, church family, the firemen coming on duty and those working off and for the coming day.
The mission of the Ark-La-Tex 100 Club is to raise funds for the dependents of our first responders lost in the line of duty. Remaining funds are used to purchase any unbudgeted but necessary life-saving equipment and additional training. …
9:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m.—People have worked, had a lunch break, worked some more, and are now headed home to have dinner with their families. I, on the other hand, am just waking up, heading out to serve my city. Well, I would just be waking up if I was doing what is recommended for a night shift officer, but when you have an amazing family, like my beautiful wife Canah and my boy, Roman, you just don’t have time to be sleeping in that late!
This month we will celebrate George’s ninth birthday at our home. If you have ever met George, you cannot forget him. We lovingly refer to him as our Golden Retriever because he radiates happiness. He has an exuberant and bold personality. We just wrapped up basketball season and John Henry and I have been in his cheering section while Fred has been coaching the team. Short stature and broad shoulders are about all we can gift our children genetically, so George looks more like a linebacker than a basketball player. Although he may not score many points, George puts up a mean defense.
A tour of Bryan Callaway’s recently remodeled home is truly a reflection of his personal style. It is filled with pieces that are new and old. Some have been collected over the years, some given to him by past clients, and others were purchased through his business, Merchant House Interiors. Even with its modern nod, there is a welcoming warmth to the space and the feeling of a story ready to unfold. … The structure Callaway remodeled is not a typical house; his best guess is that it was actually built in the 1940s or 50s as a duplex with a communal kitchen and central staircase.
Hang on to your Hat … No one will be writing a sonnet about my Easter bonnet. As a little girl I always felt my Easter outfit was incomplete without a hat, and every year I begged my mother to buy me one. Though she was a tough sell, she usually gave in to my badgering. Hat in hand, I would happily anticipate Easter Sunday. Only on Easter Sunday would I remember the idea of wearing a hat, and the actual wearing of said hat are two completely different things. I kept trying, though, and even took a few stabs at wearing an Easter hat as an adult.
Confessions of a Chronic Laugher … Okay, I admit it. I’m a habitual laugher. I laugh a lot: at home, at work, at church, in public, in private, in groups and when by myself. I laugh at jokes, snide remarks, funny faces, weird noises and the occasional instance of someone falling down (but I totally stop if I can see they are injured). I am the person who, when texting “LOL,” is literally laughing out loud!