Back in 1967, there was a song by a group called Four Jacks and a Jill that was called Master Jack. The lyrics came to mind this afternoon as we rode home after lunch. “It’s a strange, strange world we live in, Master Jack.” I don’t really remember the rest of the song, but that first line is very appropriate for 2020. It is indeed a strange, strange world! We arrived back at the Landing last Sunday evening and while it still looks the same, the world around us is anything but business as usual. When we left in June, masks were optional, even at church where we share pews. Now we have to be sure we have a mask in pocket, purse or car any time we go somewhere. Instead of walking into a clinic to see our doctor, we call from the parking lot and wait until they are ready to accept us, take our temperature and ask the perfunctory questions. Going to buy groceries? Be sure your mask is in place and that your cart has been sanitized. Follow the green signs to shop down one way aisles. Maintain a six foot distance between you and the next shopper when you check out. Whatever you do, don’t take your mask off too soon outside or someone may be offended. Whew! What a lot has changed!
Regardless, it’s good to be back “home”. Even the weather has given us a WARM welcome! On the way home from Colorado, we were driving through the rolling hills of Rooks and Osborne counties and another song came to mind, “This is MY country”! My little home town of Alton always has Jubilee on the fourth Saturday of August, that is “always” except this year. We knew it had been canceled this year, but decided to go that way and go to church there anyway. They were having the community church service in the park, where the United Methodist church in town and Mt. Ayr Friends from south of town were together for a nice worship service outdoors. We saw a number of old friends and a few relatives there and were glad we made that side trip.
From Alton, we drove through the hill country across Wilson Dam and on to Ellsworth to visit granddaughter Jordan’s family. Rae wasn’t walking yet when we were there in June, but she practically runs now. She seemed to think that Papa was a pretty nice fellow! We were much too busy loving on her to take pictures this time, so I can’t share that sweet time together.
Saturday we got to attend a high school volleyball tournament in Sedgwick. Jadelyn plays with a great team. The tournament was played in two venues in different towns within the league because they couldn’t have that many people in one gathering. There were three schools playing in the Sedgwick part of the tournament and Sedgwick Cardinals won against both of the other teams.
Today we attended church in Wichita as we always do when we are here. There is a strange phenomenon when we go to church at Northridge Friends. The first thing friends say is that it is good to have us back and the very next thing they ask is when are you leaving. Maybe a little of our presence goes a long way! It’s always nice to be in our home church. We’ve been members of that church since its inception back in the late 1960s. Nice to be back!
We’re expecting cooler, possibly rainy days this week, although the heat doesn’t bother me as much as it does LeRoy. Maybe that’s because he’s always doing something outside and I stay inside? Chasing that perfect 75 degree day, that’s what we do.