You  know, this week I drove through Floyd, twice, on my way to and from Portales. Floyd is very important to me. About a thousand years ago, in the First Baptist Parsonage there in Floyd, I was married for the first time…..Well, I guess for the last time too, since it stuck….She ain’t kicked me out, yet anyway….Two kids, marrying up to face life together…And we have…Wasn’t always easy, for her anyway and at times I guess I had my doubts about us making it, but it did not last long…God just kept on Blessing us with children..Took both of us to keep them fed and clothes on their backs but not much was left over. A lot of you folks today know what I’m talking about. For some reason, at times, grass in your neighbors pasture looks greener than yours until you step over in it and look at it up close…..Not a bit greener than yours, just different….So take it from an old boy married years ago at a little Baptist parsonage in Floyd, NM, you just keep on “dancing with the one what brung ” you to the dance. Then when you get my age you will be so thankful that you stuck it out….Listen to me, now, listen to me….