Saturday, September 26, 2009
Grandma Farr was one of the most incredible woman I have ever known. She had endured many tough times in her life and those tough times only made her stronger and more capable. I could not have asked for a better mother-in-law. She was the rare type of person that no matter what Loveta and I faced, when Grandma Farr showed up, you knew everything was going to be alright. No matter what the problem was, Grandma Farr was always there for her kids. So Loveta had been married for a year or two, I can’t remember exactly, and I got sick one day and came down with a bad case of diarrhea. Now this wasn’t your average case of diarrhea, it lasted for a whole week. I was beginning to get worried. Loveta and her mom always had a very close relationship, and Loveta confided in her mom about everything. The next I knew, I looked out the window, and I saw Grandma Farr getting out of the car carrying a sack. It was a bottle of parapectilen. (I don’t know whether this the correct spelling, but that’s close enough.) I had never heard of parapectilen before or since. But I can testify to fact that it works. They quit making it several years ago because it contained opium. I took one dose of it and it stopped the diarrhea immediately. I went back to work that same day. The only problem was, a week later I had still not had a bowel movement. By this time I was wishing for the diarrhea back. To make a long story short, this is the only time in my life I ever had to use an enema, to get my system to working again. If you don’t know what an enema is, consider yourself very fortunate. So, once again Grandma Farr had saved the day. I lost count of the many times Grandma Farr saved the day. She loved her family deeply. She was one of the most unselfish people I have ever known. She was truly a servant to her family, to her fellow man, and to the Lord. She was a good woman. Oh, how I wish I could look out the window and see Grandma Farr getting out of her car, to save the day, just one more time.