Concert in the park

Barbara Fairchild and her husband Roy singing for us.


Up and away for the normal routine. We came home and got ready to go to the soup lunch. We decided to ride our bikes since it is only as far as the hospital. We were one of the first ones there because Evelyn had to get back before 12:30. There must have been 8-10 different soups to try as well as salad and cake. We didn’t have cake. We paid for 4 bowls and we got to keep them so we have a set. Evelyn chose ones that were close to each other in color and size. The soups were donated by various restaurants around the city and most were mediocre. There were two that were delicious. The important thing was that the money went to support the local food bank. We met the young couple we had dinner with at the museum fund raiser. They want to open a restaurant called The Wild Olive. They had an onion soup that I liked but Evelyn thought was lacking salt. It had bread and cheese on the top. We rode back, and I stopped at a rehab center to visit a winter Texan that used to be on my call list when I worked for Immanuel. Both he and his wife said they had always appreciated my calls. Many of the winter Texans have said the same. I still think Immanuel made a mistake, but the Lord knows what he is doing. I came home and spent the afternoon alone while Evelyn and her group toured the local television station. She got home around 4 and we both took naps. We had a spinach salad for dinner and went to the Barbara Fairchild concert. They were great performers and seemed to have a good time, although some things didn’t go as planned. They had back up Cds and sang with them. Sometimes they didn’t play just right and sometimes she changed the order of things, but it went off well anyway. Neither of us were familiar with or enjoyed the music very much but are glad we went. I finally got to ask her if she was related to Raymond Fairchild, an accomplished decorated banjo player from Maggie Valley, but she is from Arkansas. They have been living in this park for nearly a month and probably will leave soon. That would be the nuts: perform and live in Branson all summer and perform, live and earn money for coming to the Valley for the winter.