Last week we Georgia folks saw snow! Yes, snow. Yankees comment on our shutting down everything when even one snowflake falls. Last year we didn’t shut down and people were stuck in a storm of snow and ice. There had been warnings but a lot of people headed home at the same time and a tad late. Truckers from all over lined the highways and interstates. School buses full of children spent the night in those buses. Kids spent the night in school, causing outrage for those poos kids and those stupid southerners who didn’t know how to handle snow. Many good folks proved Southern hospitality still exists and took water to as many stranded motorists as possible. A lot of good came from the bad.
Back to my recent experience. Snow was imminent, according the weather folks and I needed to make a trip to the bank, my Ex husband’s photography studio and tutor later. As I headed toward the bank not 15 minutes away I saw snowflakes and more snowflakes, flurries, actually. Because temperature was above freezing, I stopped at the bank, only to see the last employee locking the doors to leave. Banks can be impersonal and not so helpful. Thank goodness this bank isn’t like that. John T. Martin, the bank president, who gave me permission to mention his name, went back inside and took my deposit and scared up enough cash to cash a check for me. I do mean scared up the cash, because he looked several places to make sure I got every penny of my change. the bank that cares is Gwinnett Community Bank in Duluth, Georgia.
A new book is coming!