Thank you for all your emails.

To Eric of Malek Fishermen’s Band in Garner, Iowa, I’m glad you had a great time in Texas.  We enjoyed your music at the National Polka Festival.  Stop by the website anytime for a quick visit to the farmlands between Ennis and West.

To Niece Jennie in Kansas City, Missouri, thank you for your kind words about “Uncle Joe and the Haunted House,” remembering Grandpa’s Tarzan stories, and weaving yesterday’s Vavilovian post into a “Baby Jeanne and the Wheat Gene” story to tell your little ones.  You have a wonderful imagination.  I can’t wait to hear one of your storytellings.

To Dr. Frank in Dallas, Texas, you win the golden coupon for catching a typo in “Uncle Joe and the Haunted House.”  The story had been reviewed by so many so many times, but you did it, you found it.  “Slats” is the proper spelling of the intended word, not “slates.”  You are a physician with a keen eye for the written word.  Have a great time reading the story to your Grandson in California.

And thank you Granddaughter Katelyn, visiting in Colorado, for your many emails and encouragements.

And to all, we thank you and extend to each the “Blogantee,” this Blog’s Guarantee, that if you read regularly, you will be “Strengthened in Spirit, Invigorated in Intellect and Elevated in Energy.”  What a deal.  It’s better than vitamins and absolutely free.

And don’t forget our “Blogotto,” the Blog Motto, “Read & Send to Me and I Will Respond and Post to You.”  Now, that’s a two-way street worth traveling.

Please send your emails to gpajim@unclejoestories.com

Have an exciting and energy-filled day,

Grandpa Jim

Good Morning to All,

First a Big Thank You to Granddaughters Katelyn and Finley for visiting the website for the first time and for both sending me emails.  They listened intently last night to the second Uncle Joe story, which I just finished writing in time to tell them.  They both really liked it.  I am heartened and will be doing more work to get that one ready for the site.

It is a bit overcast with a hint of rain.  You can see the blue peeking through, so it should be clear for an early Texas hot day, 90’s not 100’s yet.

I am off to the Bread Ministry to pick up day-old breads and cakes and pies (they look fresh and yummy to me) from two groceries and deliver them to the Brady Street Mission and Austin Street Shelter near downtown.  Then, I’ll try a bit of writing — Ms. Colleen was so kind as to give me some excellent editorial comments to “Uncle Joe and the Haunted House.”  Later, Ms. Mary and I will head down to Waco for a graduation at Baylor.  Afterwards, we’ll stay the night at the farm and spend Saturday with Ms. Christine and Uncle Joe.  Perhaps, Uncle Joe will relate some recent happenings or older recollections for a another story.  In the country, you never know what you will hear or see.  I’ll take the camera.

Have a fantastic weekend and tell someone a story,

Grandpa Jim