Daily Journal July 7, 1998, By-William Thomas Thompson. Dear Lord, may I make the right decisions in life. Today is our wedding anniversary and that may not interest one a bit as it never interest me and besides, I want to stop counting. I feel exhausted today from the long trip and continued heat 95f. I took my car back to Earl's place to fix the air but Earl is so backed up with cars and people that I never got near to speak to him. I did however decide to paint a picture of his place with a caption saying "Once a customer, always a customer." Never fixed. The same faces remain in the waiting room as before including me. "The first shall be last and the last shall be first" Something I rarely do is sat down in mid afternoon to rest. It’s to hot to paint upstairs or on the bus, I have been there from the garage. The television is still out in our bedroom sitting area from the big storm. I did manage to find the breaker off that had the men's bathroom light off. I must be productive everyday or I feel guilty. Johney was too good to be true; suddenly he was my hands and feet. I had hope of getting things done if he had been for real. He understood how to do things but I realize that still I must suffer and by faith get things done the hard slow way and not have someone to pay. I ask marc if he would change out the T.V. but he had no time to waste on real matters like this today. "Sell all thou hath, give it to the poor then come and follow me! Now we went out to eat but left the singing stray dog at home in a cooler place. Boo Boo did not like to be left behind. We drove to Greer 15 miles on highway 29 and North on 14 5 miles to Lakeview steakhouse by the tiger river where Janette requested to go after about 10 years but they had a special lions club meeting, so we returned to another favorite, The Open Hearth Restaurant on 29 at Taylor’s. They had a table with linen and all but a sign in the entrance said no non-smoking area available. Already sick for me for some reason, I sit there suffering and thinking and hoping to that no one would smoke but the women in the next booth begin to huff and puff and blow poison cigarette smoke that blew me right out of my seat. The Greek manager owner son of the founder of 40 plus years ago quickly placed us in another booth. I made there another lifetime decision not ever to try and eat here again. As I sit there never completely free of smoke or the pain from it, I realized that this is really just a high class bar and we never should have patronized the place in the past, I see different now. Gen.5, 30-34, Esau sold his birthright for a bowl of soup! It hurts me to say what I'm about to say but I must say that this ground is leased to them by W.E. Shaw ring leader of the Pentecostal Holiness church the same denomination as we have belonged to since I saw the light and joined as a child from the Baptist back there and Janette was born into. A decision has been made to compromise right and holiness from the world or separation for the sake of money and success. If money is your God, then the Devil is your master. Many people wear white robes while doing dirty things. It is my opinion that the Kingdom of Heaven is not shared with evil spirits such as is alcohol and tobacco. The Shaw family is our friends and surely anything they do is all good and okay or is it? Anything for money right? No, that’s not right. I like Larry best, Jacks brother, who smiles all the time, W.E. Shaw Sons church.