Back in Kentucky

Hey y’all-

I’m back in Kentucky and glad to be here. However, I really, really, really miss my friends in Taiwan. It was very hard to leave. Why? Well, I’m not sure when I might see them again. It is tough to build relationships, get to know people, spend time with them, and then just scatter to the four winds. Very tough. But, I was a short-term missionary. I went to Taiwan knowing that I would leave at the end of five months. Doesn’t make it any easier.

Now, I’m back in Bedford, Kentucky.

I got home Saturday night and was at church on Sunday. That was good. I like “shaking hands and kissing babies” and church is the place to do that. Plus, I got to see some old buddies. I ended up teaching the youth group on Sunday night. That was cool, too. Nice to get back in the saddle….so to speak.

Went to Trimble County High School today (Monday) to see the kids at lunch. Had a great time re-connecting with some of them. Got a lot of hugs and pats on the back. Nice to see old friends, too.

Jet-lag isn’t really bothering me too much. Glad to be sleeping when I should and awake when I should. Still processing my time in Taiwan and I’ll ruminate on it more in the future.

For now, I’ll just cruise.

Uncle Jeff

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Storm Damage at my house

Hey y’all-

  Thought I’d show you some damage from Hurricane Ike when he visited Bedfrod, Kentucky. It was a wild Sunday afternoon. Five hours or so of winds gusting up to 81 miles-an-hour. That’s fast enough to make your liver quiver….and mine did.

  Here’s the tree in front of my house that I lost.

This fell on the back of my house and garage as the tree fell out front. It was scary!

This is the deacon, Don Poe, who came to help me cut that sucker up into firewood.

Fire up that saw!

 This is the next day….looking better.

 

 

Getting it cleaned up...

  Here’s my Jeep with some supplies for a Checkpoint Chickie. (Andy Griffith reference for all the cool folk that may read this.)

 

Checkpoint Chickie, over and out!

  And, finally, the ‘ol tree trimmer after another day of slinging a chainsaw and spittin’ sawdust. Hawwwww!

 

I know I ain

  That’s my story. How did y’all make it?

  Uncle Jeff