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 A Time To Celebrate—A Time For Us


My sister, Pat, has weathered the storms of life, physically speaking, that is. She has been challenged with multiple sclerosis for many years. But I have never known a more determined person in my lifetime. She is a real trooper. A model for those of us who may not have accepted with such grace and determination so great an encumbrance. And as God has been the lifter of her head, Dave—well, Dave has been her stronghold, her keeper, her protector. I have seen him lift her tiny body in and out of situations for lo these many years, and with never a sign of tiring or a sigh of disparagement. Forever faithful would be a good word here!

And then there are two precious children of this marriage. Our Dewey and Linda. They are seasoned, smart, educated and witty. Engrained. Always steadfast, full of smiles and laughter and love, which they inherited from their parents. And they are faithful to family, incredibly so. While Linda and her family were away for many years, entrenched in Virginia and other places with great jobs, Dewey has stayed by the stuff. In fact, he has given his life, not only to a great calling and profession, but to his parents, fulfilling his biblical responsibility in a way that has made us all proud that he belongs to us. If there is one thing Dewey and Linda inherited from their parents it is intelligence (though you might have a problem getting past the tobacco dip but never the tremendously witty personality of their father! And there has never been a more loyal Conservative Patriot than Dave Davidson!) 

There is so much to know about Pat and Dave, Dave having served many years at the American Consulate in Rome, and retired from the Air Force. They have traveled the world, seen places I will never see. But I will save all the good stuff for the celebration day which is coming up on Thanksgiving weekend. For now, Pat and Dave have completed the first half of a Century as husband and wife, and we are happy to celebrate this, their Golden Wedding Anniversary with them. Truly a milestone. An accomplishment in this day and age of short attention spans and uncertainty. There is one thing we can be sure of, truth be known...we can sing with them... Jesus Led Me All The Way!

Honoring the Davidsons on their day—
Hope you will come join in on the celebration. 
Just call Linda Jo. For Dewey is off to New York City. This time not to Wall Street, mind!



God bless!

 Jane Bennett Gaddy
Trinity, FL





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  1. AmeliaNovember 26, 2011 at 8:55 PM

    Such a lovely, sweet, sweet testimony for generations to come. I enjoyed reading about your lovely sister (such a darling photo!)and her precious husband, and their great - grateful attitudes. A great reminder too that so many of the Lord's children are in the storms of life many a day, and we are encouraged through these saints to also keep good attitudes and thankfulness unto the Lord. What a precious, precious family you have.

    I'm thinking by now you must have your feet up after the anniversary celebration. : )

    And may we all be able to say, "Jesus led me all the way!" Amen.

    I hope your Christmas season is a peaceful time of contemplation of the greatest gift of all, Jesus our precious, most wonderful beautiful Savior.

    A Christmas hug for you Jane! Love, ~Amelia

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