<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772653330643900508</id><updated>2012-01-28T14:34:24.540-08:00</updated><category term='Clay County Sheriff&apos;s Christmas Dinner'/><category term='A New Year Considered'/><category term='The Messenger'/><category term='Hayesville Holiday'/><title type='text'>Blue Ridge Poet</title><subtitle type='html'>Poetry about the beauty, heritage and history of the Blue Ridge Mountains of western North Carolina appear on this blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7772653330643900508/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brenda Kay Ledford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077314514118637590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkci5VbIKPo/TxXazIlTMlI/AAAAAAAABoI/p4O9Y2hQkYc/s220/Brenda%2BKay%2BLedford.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772653330643900508.post-3437371760456343250</id><published>2012-01-07T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T12:06:48.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Messenger'/><title type='text'>THE MESSENGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYsnX4KajdE/Twild3xNAoI/AAAAAAAABig/_iYvM_qVSBU/s1600/cardinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694983661415105154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYsnX4KajdE/Twild3xNAoI/AAAAAAAABig/_iYvM_qVSBU/s400/cardinal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE MESSENGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a cold winter morning,&lt;br /&gt;a crimson cardinal perched&lt;br /&gt;above Pepper’s dogloo, captured&lt;br /&gt;my attention as tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowed down my face.&lt;br /&gt;The messenger lifted&lt;br /&gt;songs of, “Cheer, cheer, cheer,”&lt;br /&gt;and brought hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;He assured me that&lt;br /&gt;the cycle of life continues.&lt;br /&gt;Then a dozen birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;landed in the apple tree&lt;br /&gt;bowing over Pepper’s lot.&lt;br /&gt;Males and females sang together:&lt;br /&gt;“Keep the faith.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqMen2L8DDw/TwilI_8eXpI/AAAAAAAABiU/IIuWwX1eH4g/s1600/Pepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694983302832610962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqMen2L8DDw/TwilI_8eXpI/AAAAAAAABiU/IIuWwX1eH4g/s400/Pepper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PEPPER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;June, 1996--December 28, 2011 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7772653330643900508-3437371760456343250?l=blueridgepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3437371760456343250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7772653330643900508&amp;postID=3437371760456343250' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7772653330643900508/posts/default/3437371760456343250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7772653330643900508/posts/default/3437371760456343250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/2012/01/messenger.html' title='THE MESSENGER'/><author><name>Brenda Kay Ledford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077314514118637590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkci5VbIKPo/TxXazIlTMlI/AAAAAAAABoI/p4O9Y2hQkYc/s220/Brenda%2BKay%2BLedford.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYsnX4KajdE/Twild3xNAoI/AAAAAAAABig/_iYvM_qVSBU/s72-c/cardinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772653330643900508.post-7063814542595459792</id><published>2011-12-31T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:22:34.095-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A New Year Considered'/><title type='text'>A NEW YEAR CONSIDERED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTDZmafrPTI/Tv8zQnpPLwI/AAAAAAAABhY/vArpurpWYy0/s1600/Frozen%2Bpeaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692324814632464130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTDZmafrPTI/Tv8zQnpPLwI/AAAAAAAABhY/vArpurpWYy0/s400/Frozen%2Bpeaks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friend, Ethelene Dyer Jones, e-mailed a beautiful New Year's poem. She gave me permission to share it on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NEW YEAR CONSIDERED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the threshold of a new year&lt;br /&gt;Poses questions with answers yet hidden:&lt;br /&gt;If we are worriers we could fill with fear&lt;br /&gt;For the pitfalls and obstacles unbidden&lt;br /&gt;Lying within our way to be tackled,&lt;br /&gt;Hidden scares frightening and ominous,&lt;br /&gt;And faith under such duress is shackled,&lt;br /&gt;When our God stands ready and luminous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year considered brings to bear&lt;br /&gt;Experiences of past years as guide:&lt;br /&gt;We need to take each day of the year&lt;br /&gt;As it comes, never cower or hide,&lt;br /&gt;But go gallantly to face what may come,&lt;br /&gt;Just resting in God's promises true,&lt;br /&gt;Deriving the strength we need from&lt;br /&gt;God's blessings which come daily anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this New Year passes into aeons of time,&lt;br /&gt;May we view it in retrospect as prime!&lt;br /&gt;--Ethelene Dyer Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethelene Dyer Jones enjoys writing poetry. She's a columnist for "The News Observer," Blue Ridge, GA and "The Union Sentinel," Blairsville, GA. She has a book of poems co-authored with her son, Rev. Elton Keith Jones, titled: MOTHER AND CHILD REUNION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethelene received the Georgia Governor's Award in the Humanities on Thursday, October, 6, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She resides in Milledgeville, GA. Ethelene has two grown children, seven grandchildren, and five great grandchildren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate very much Ethelene sharing her lovely New Year's poem with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR to all my blogger friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7772653330643900508-7063814542595459792?l=blueridgepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7063814542595459792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7772653330643900508&amp;postID=7063814542595459792' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7772653330643900508/posts/default/7063814542595459792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7772653330643900508/posts/default/7063814542595459792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-year-considered.html' title='A NEW YEAR CONSIDERED'/><author><name>Brenda Kay Ledford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077314514118637590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkci5VbIKPo/TxXazIlTMlI/AAAAAAAABoI/p4O9Y2hQkYc/s220/Brenda%2BKay%2BLedford.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTDZmafrPTI/Tv8zQnpPLwI/AAAAAAAABhY/vArpurpWYy0/s72-c/Frozen%2Bpeaks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772653330643900508.post-2723837493527060436</id><published>2011-12-13T12:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T12:55:43.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hayesville Holiday'/><title type='text'>HAYESVILLE HOLIDAY TOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-IBfnjWkXA/Tue6slvkF1I/AAAAAAAABew/22_tM_C1AQk/s1600/Hayesville%2Bsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685718329787160402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-IBfnjWkXA/Tue6slvkF1I/AAAAAAAABew/22_tM_C1AQk/s400/Hayesville%2Bsign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mountain town of Hayesville, NC is decked out with Christmas decorations on every street. Come with me for a holiday tour of my town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tSTjGNbH0ko/Tue6HALMvgI/AAAAAAAABek/FEGFe8V1aak/s1600/horse%2Btwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685717684047363586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tSTjGNbH0ko/Tue6HALMvgI/AAAAAAAABek/FEGFe8V1aak/s400/horse%2Btwo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This cute horse gives people rides in a cart around the Hayesville town square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpEiYEq68bU/Tue5ZoXbl6I/AAAAAAAABeY/H1dk8wFSllw/s1600/Garden%2BShoppe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685716904562104226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpEiYEq68bU/Tue5ZoXbl6I/AAAAAAAABeY/H1dk8wFSllw/s400/Garden%2BShoppe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Louise owns the Garden Shoppe. She sells flowers, gifts and bakes delicious bread and pastry. It's a beautiful shoppe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ims2J_5Qzvk/Tue4OxuRWmI/AAAAAAAABeM/ZjsqbROH-tY/s1600/Chinquinpin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685715618583632482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ims2J_5Qzvk/Tue4OxuRWmI/AAAAAAAABeM/ZjsqbROH-tY/s400/Chinquinpin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob Tiger owns Chinquapins. It's a unique gift shop and he has a snack bar with the old-fashioned soda fountain. Chinquapins were like hickory nuts found in the mountains, but much smaller and black in color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fuDFCOqAacg/Tue3BAaeaCI/AAAAAAAABeA/WuaEDToWeZE/s1600/book%2Bstore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685714282497337378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fuDFCOqAacg/Tue3BAaeaCI/AAAAAAAABeA/WuaEDToWeZE/s400/book%2Bstore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutworm Specialties is like a museum loaded with old-timey items from yesteryear. Cutworm Phillips was the owner of this place that used to be a country store. He was a colorful person, loved to laugh, tell stories, and was named Cutworm because he played football at Hayesville High School and would cut across the field with the football. His daughter, Mrs. Judie Greenstone owns and operates the shop now. In the back of the shop, her son remakes autos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MYRO8GIdOY/Tue12dusAFI/AAAAAAAABd0/0WjU7WhtmeI/s1600/Best%2BL%2527IL%2BIceCream%2BParlor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685713001876553810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MYRO8GIdOY/Tue12dusAFI/AAAAAAAABd0/0WjU7WhtmeI/s400/Best%2BL%2527IL%2BIceCream%2BParlor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Best L'IL Ice Cream Parlor serves burgers, sandwiches, and delicious ice cream. It's a step back in time at this place. Antiques from the 1940's line the walls of this unique shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jcU-W3WgW0/Tue1Nz_zWnI/AAAAAAAABdo/kFNXOpNFkJI/s1600/Truett%2BCHurch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685712303479282290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jcU-W3WgW0/Tue1Nz_zWnI/AAAAAAAABdo/kFNXOpNFkJI/s400/Truett%2BCHurch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful rock church, Truett Memorial First Baptist Church, sits on a hill and overlooks the town of Hayesville. The church was named after Dr. George W. Truett, a world-renown Southern Baptist minister who pastored the First Baptist Church in Dallas, TX. He was born in Hayesville, NC and grew up here on a farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UpiCZJ3q8K4/Tue0zk4KLlI/AAAAAAAABdc/6KeX5LHa-J8/s1600/Brenda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685711852744093266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UpiCZJ3q8K4/Tue0zk4KLlI/AAAAAAAABdc/6KeX5LHa-J8/s400/Brenda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish my blogger friends a blessed Christmas and joyful New Year. Jesus is the reason for the season! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7772653330643900508-2723837493527060436?l=blueridgepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2723837493527060436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7772653330643900508&amp;postID=2723837493527060436' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7772653330643900508/posts/default/2723837493527060436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7772653330643900508/posts/default/2723837493527060436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/2011/12/hayesville-holiday-tour.html' title='HAYESVILLE HOLIDAY TOUR'/><author><name>Brenda Kay Ledford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077314514118637590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkci5VbIKPo/TxXazIlTMlI/AAAAAAAABoI/p4O9Y2hQkYc/s220/Brenda%2BKay%2BLedford.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-IBfnjWkXA/Tue6slvkF1I/AAAAAAAABew/22_tM_C1AQk/s72-c/Hayesville%2Bsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7772653330643900508.post-6811837837940844228</id><published>2011-12-03T10:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T10:24:00.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clay County Sheriff&apos;s Christmas Dinner'/><title type='text'>CLAY COUNTY SHERIFF'S CHRISTMAS DINNER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3uHV0y_72A/Ttpnp_sXc1I/AAAAAAAABc4/XYW0J2YhYiU/s1600/Blanche%2B%2526%2BSherifff%2BDavis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681967851051119442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3uHV0y_72A/Ttpnp_sXc1I/AAAAAAAABc4/XYW0J2YhYiU/s400/Blanche%2B%2526%2BSherifff%2BDavis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blanche L. Ledford receives a warm welcome from Clay County, NC Sheriff Vic Davis to his Christmas dinner held for senior citizens at the Hayesville High School cafeteria on Saturday, December 3. A large crowd attended and enjoyed turkey, dressing and all the fixings. Several singers entertained folks with carols and Christmas songs. It was a beautiful, sunny day and a great gathering for the community that put folks into the holiday spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jJNwldNr9OE/TtpnSk_eO7I/AAAAAAAABcs/G1INLyQjLJ8/s1600/Linda%2BDavis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681967448746507186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jJNwldNr9OE/TtpnSk_eO7I/AAAAAAAABcs/G1INLyQjLJ8/s400/Linda%2BDavis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. Linda Davis, Sheriff Davis' wife, greeted folks and served food to senior citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHBlMVE56R0/Ttpm9zXS-jI/AAAAAAAABcg/hXxCIhIG1e4/s1600/Fred%2B%2526%2BKeith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681967091827276338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHBlMVE56R0/Ttpm9zXS-jI/AAAAAAAABcg/hXxCIhIG1e4/s400/Fred%2B%2526%2BKeith.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Officer Fred Davis and Keith Mills served plates of food to senior citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep1HH5YmBz0/Ttpmi9NZl8I/AAAAAAAABcU/li-rv6-Y0MY/s1600/serving%2Bfood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681966630613653442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep1HH5YmBz0/Ttpmi9NZl8I/AAAAAAAABcU/li-rv6-Y0MY/s400/serving%2Bfood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The staff from the Clay County Sheriff's Office served up turkey, dressing and the fixings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XGG9k1eYHKg/TtpmUsxQUmI/AAAAAAAABcI/1uj06BzY2t0/s1600/Santa%2527s%2Bhelper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681966385682469474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XGG9k1eYHKg/TtpmUsxQUmI/AAAAAAAABcI/1uj06BzY2t0/s400/Santa%2527s%2Bhelper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Santa's little helper served delicious cake to folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PoX6VvA2EZk/TtpmD75UGxI/AAAAAAAABb8/PwUj2tkVZak/s1600/Diane%2BCrowder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681966097685027602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PoX6VvA2EZk/TtpmD75UGxI/AAAAAAAABb8/PwUj2tkVZak/s400/Diane%2BCrowder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Diane Crowder entertained the crowd with carols and Christmas songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-deDNo7giQk0/TtplzqUaRbI/AAAAAAAABbw/LUP5guUnYmo/s1600/Jimmy%2B%2526%2BJohnny%2BHogsed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681965818088932786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-deDNo7giQk0/TtplzqUaRbI/AAAAAAAABbw/LUP5guUnYmo/s400/Jimmy%2B%2526%2BJohnny%2BHogsed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jimmy and Johnny Hogsed sang gospel songs at the Christmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYjXbPLXct0/TtplfLcn7RI/AAAAAAAABbk/1rlYjYDj74E/s1600/crowd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681965466204499218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYjXbPLXct0/TtplfLcn7RI/AAAAAAAABbk/1rlYjYDj74E/s400/crowd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A crowd of senior citizens attended the Clay County Sheriff's Christmas dinner and enjoyed the wonderful food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7772653330643900508-6811837837940844228?l=blueridgepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6811837837940844228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7772653330643900508&amp;postID=6811837837940844228' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7772653330643900508/posts/default/6811837837940844228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7772653330643900508/posts/default/6811837837940844228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com/2011/12/clay-county-sheriffs-christmas-dinner.html' title='CLAY COUNTY SHERIFF&apos;S CHRISTMAS DINNER'/><author><name>Brenda Kay Ledford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077314514118637590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkci5VbIKPo/TxXazIlTMlI/AAAAAAAABoI/p4O9Y2hQkYc/s220/Brenda%2BKay%2BLedford.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3uHV0y_72A/Ttpnp_sXc1I/AAAAAAAABc4/XYW0J2YhYiU/s72-c/Blanche%2B%2526%2BSherifff%2BDavis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry></feed>
