Last Friday evening we flew to Atlanta. George had been asked to go and preach for Dallas Primitive Baptist Church in Dallas, Georgia. My cousin, Stephen, met us at the airport and took us to my Uncle Victor and Aunt Elaine's home. We visited some, but after working all day, flying, and a time change we were pretty tired.
Saturday the church was getting together at a local park for a fish fry. There was an abundance of fried foods...onion rings, fries, hush puppies, and of course, several types of fish. There was plenty of fellowship and fun for everyone. We even had quite the game of volleyball, and some played croquet. I included two pictures my uncle took of George and I "in action". Not the most attractive pictures of either of us...but pretty funny anyway.
Over the next few days I'll post a few more pictures and write a little more about our trip