We went out and took a look at the comet Sunday night, we had an earthquake Monday morning and then there is the plague and pestilence called COVID-19 going on around here.
Now, y’all know I’m Baptist, and I don’t want to get too mystical, but I do believe it is time for Summertime Revival around here.
I always look for any excuse to get Sara out under a starry sky.
We loaded up the car and drove out to Jonestown Road Sunday night “to look at the stars.” We carried Daniel along as a chaperone.
I’m the son of a career Air Force man, and my daddy taught me a lot about the clouds, weather, stars and the heavens.
I easily found the Big Dipper and comet Neowise just below the bottom right corner.
It was difficult to see and not near as spectacular as Hale-Bopp in the fall of 1997 or Halley’s comet in 1986. But it was worth the trip and the perfect opportunity to make another memory with my favorite girl.
Don’t look for a fireball. Look for the dusty tail. A pair of binoculars and a little patience right after the sun goes down should help you find it.
Comets have always been a sign. Good people tend to believe they herald something good. Bad folks, well, they usually have a guilty consciences and know their day is coming.
I spent a summer in Los Angeles and got to “feel” three earthquakes.
In two of them I was inside a house and it sounded like someone dropped something. The biggest one came after I came out of church one afternoon and the Earth rolled under my feet.
I remember the young folk I was with looking at their strange-talking Southern friend and asking if it scared me.
I asked them if they had ever been through a day-long hurricane or watched hour-long tornadoes come and go every spring. That comment sort of took the wind out of their West Coast sails.
The “earthquake” we had Monday morning about 8:30 a.m. measured 2.3 on the Richter Scale and was centered about 16 miles underground and west of West Helena.
I thought I heard thunder about that time . . . maybe not.
I looked up a couple of earthquake facts for you:
Did you know more than 1 million earthquakes between levels 2 and 2.6 occur every year and most people never feel them? That’s 2,739 per day or 114 every 24 hours.
Did you know the biggest earthquake ever recorded in Mississippi registered 4.7 on the Richter Scale and occurred in the Bateville-Charleston area on Dec. 16, 1931?
A lot of bad things happen in this world every day. And people say there is no use running: “The farther you run from one earthquake the closer you are the next one.”
You can read all about coronavirus on Page One.
But do you know the latest disease that the CDC has seen spike in the good ole U.S. of A?
It’s called Trench Fever and got its names in World War I and II. It’s a disease carried by lice. The CDC believes more people staying inside and sleeping, not bathing and not washing bedding are factors in the spike in this disease.
Maybe we need to start wearing hair-nets with our masks. Maybe we need to enforce taking a shower every morning before we go to work or school.
I don’t want to make light of serious situations, but let’s thank our lucky stars, let’s allow things in this world to move us and let’s realize none of us are promised tomorrow and we better make the most of today.
Who was it around here who said, “Get busy living or get busy dying?”
Floyd Ingram is Editor of your Clarksdale Press Register. He’s glad to talk to you about end-times or tomorrows dreams at his office at 128 E. Second St., in downtown Clarksdale.