Hey ya'll,Well it's been five months since ole TW Retired as Mayor on Poverty Hill. Now since no one can run Poverty Hill like TW did we decided we just gonna have to wing it and hope for the best.
TW (aka Pops, aka PapaT, aka Daddy) reports he ain't to hot and he ain't to cold it's just right where he retired to no troubles breathing or getting around. The fish are biting and he ain't gotta worry bout no dayum Hospitals and Doctors no more neither, he wishes everyone the best and says to his PHriends not to over do it, but If ya do have fun doing it. Hugzz and Handshakes.
At the prompting of some of TW's phriends and mine now I decided to take up the post of Poverty Hill Times reporter extraordinaire. The leaves are starting to turn and fall as the best months of the year are here. Fall is the time when naps were invented because it's the only time of year everyone wants to get out all morning and then all afternoon.
Here on Poverty Hill it still hasn't rained but football season is in full affect for my oldest son Christian. He's playing both sides of the ball offense and defense .. for those of you who ain't as familiar with football as other .. sometimes he's chasing a fella carrying the ball .. sometimes he's trying to stop someone from chasing the fella with the ball. He's having a blast doin it and I'm havin a blast watching him do it. We gotta nother month of chasing and not chasing to do so we'll be busy for awhile longer.
Coming up next month ole TW will prolly be watchin and laffin as his "big boned" son walks laps, he always said he'd get me in gear one day .. reckon he did LOL. I reckon I'll talk more on that next go around.
Bye ya'll and take care,
Ace Reporter Shane Lindsey
