Tuesday, September 16, 2025

Flipper

 One of the things I love most about my husband is his singing. I remember it was an Easter Sunday and we were at church and he was asked to come help usher. He did. But then he couldn’t get back to us because of all the people standing around that only come to church for Easter And Christmas. I was disappointed actually a little mad because he didn’t come and sit with the family. I love to hear him sing. 

If we find a church that we fit into and we attend sort of regularly, we normally don’t go on Christmas and Easter for the purpose of letting everyone else go.

So I gotta tell you, Butch found the old child’s show flipper on TV yesterday. So every time the show ended he’s singing the song. I love it. He even did hand motions.

Way back when we had our first spec home on Erie Street in DePere I was doing a border of a wallpaper around the dining room. He came home from work and gave me some assistance with it. I had Country western music on and that one song Shirley Jean Burrell  by the Stalter Brothers was playing. So as he’s pasting it on there, he’s singing that song. You know today when I hear that song, I can hear him singing and see him pasting the paper. I encourage him to sing along with the song now. Sometimes he does. 

We are told in the Bible to enter his gates with Thanksgiving and his courts with praise! We need to always be doing more and more of that. 

Blessings.


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