An additional story from the Tribute to the Eagles concert…
I happened to know one of the ushers working at the Tribute to the Eagles concert. During intermission I talked with her for a few minutes. She’s a friend that I have bought fresh eggs from in the past. During our short converesation she said, “I have an unusual question for you”…and proceeded to ask me if I needed any eggs. She had brought two dozen eggs to the concert for someone else to pick up but they didn’t show up. She thought I might be interested….and I was.
I paid her, she kept the eggs in the back room during the concert, and we picked them up when it was over and walked out of the theater with fresh eggs.
Fun music and fresh eggs!
I laugh thinking this could only happen in a small town.
It’s why we sure enjoy living here Valerie, isn’t it. We never know who we might see when we are at a store or another place but it’s always a gift to share a hug and a brief conversation with an old acquaintance. However, I’ve never received the bonus of fresh eggs 🤗
It was a frist for me.
That is the joy of small town living.
You have such a way of celebrating and capturing the joy of life and God’s gifts!
Thank you Starr.
What a great story. I may just know the identity of this friend.
Yes, you do know her. 😉