Willard and I had a good Thanksgiving. He went over to Weldon's and fixed us a plate, which I enjoyed. Kay is an excellent cook. Every mouth full was just so good. When we got finished all we did was through the plates in the trash and sit back and enjoy ourselves. Thanks Weldon and Kay for the food and the love.

Well, when I went to see Dr. Varia last week about the radiation, he said no to it. Thank God for that. He said that I had been messed up to much already by the last time they did it. He said only in a life or death situation, would he even think about putting me through it. He did seem rather surprised that the radiation from before had done so much damage. He was full of apologies. All the apologies in the world can not make me normal again. I have problems that will last my lifetime. There's no reversing burnt and scared tissue and organs that were damaged. But life is life and we all learn to live with things. Holding on to the edge of the Lord's garment is a habit to me by now. Knowing that with Him we can all make it through, keeps me in a joyous mood all the time. Knowing that we can count on Him, makes life better. And the joy of knowing, when we leave this earthly life, we will be in His presents. All I know to say is hallelujah.

Until next time God bless and God save.