Late this morning the tower was down and the platform was being stripped. This afternoon, all the equipment was on wheels and rolling.
Is everything hinging on the outcome of this well? It seems that breaths are being held and knuckles are white waiting for the first production report. I wonder if it means anything to anyone other than the owners of the ranch land and minerals. Perhaps it's all that possibility that has everyone so giddy.
I was sorry to hear that Doshia Cave died earlier this week. I had the opportunity to get to know her and Dale pretty well a few years ago. She was an icon to me when I was a kid going to Cross Roads Baptist Church because of the songs she taught us at vacation bible school. I knew it was going to be a good, fun day whenever she showed up to teach us.
The word is that there was a big turn out for the reunion today. Howard and Judy Gordon generously donated the use of the auditorium and annex for the event. Hopefully, someone will share a photo with me which I can share with all of you.
Thank you for the kind words for Doshia Cave. She was a wonderful woman, to say the least. Her husband's name was Dale though, not Dave. I found your site today and I think it's lovely. Who knew Hobbs had so much going on? :) Did you ever find anything else out about that small grave? Interesting.
ReplyDeleteWhoops! A slip of the finger! Thank you for noticing so I only looked foolish for a little while, haha! I didn't find out anything else about what is buried on the fence line, but I'm going to suppose it's one of the neighbors animals, and the grave was elaborately decorated for the benefit of a child who was deeply touched by the creature's death.
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