Mary Hinkle has started roasting the turkey for the dinner tomorrow. Ellen Wheelhouse is in charge of the potatoes. Both ladies do excellent work inthis regard. The church should be thankfull that they have two such wonderful servants.

I listen to the Country Music Station in the morning, but only because the others are all talk. There are a few songs that I am tired of. Right now, my #1 pet peeve is that "Billy's got his beer goggles on". Yet the song has brought up that truth from my own youth, "Too much of anything is bad for you."

My father pointed out to me earlier this month that one can not get drunk on 6 oz. of beer. Well, he doesn't anyway. As for myself, there are plenty of things that I indulge in that is more than 6 oz. worth. I could stop at 6 oz. of ice cream, or beef, or anything else.

Everytime that the Thanksgiving holiday season rolls around, I think of those who haven't got it as good as I do. In the world, even in this country, there may be people who don't get as much 6 oz. of food per day. If only I could share it. I really would if I could.

Today I feel bad about my great good fortune. Tomorrow, I will eat like a chain gang on a day pass. Will I feel guilty about it. Yes, but not until afterwards. It's easy to talk about limiting oneself to 6 .oz of any one food. One can even talk of drinking 6 oz. of beer, or smoking just 6 oz. of cigarettes (or something else). It's another thing to do it. If any of you Readers out there can do it, you have my respect, because I'm not that strong.