(The best cook who ever stirred a pot…and, at 94, can still make the best fried chicken in the free world)

Here’s our looks for this Sunday “Funday” that just so happens to be the day we set aside to celebrate and honor our Mothers. The greatest gals we shall ever know.

My mom is most amazing. The. Most. Amazing.

She is 94 years old. She still drives her own car and lives alone in my childhood home. She walks up and down the stairs to the basement to wash and dry her clothes and cleans her house religiously each and every week. If we don’t watch her, she will drag out a ladder and clean her windows. And, she grows one of the greatest tomato gardens ever.

She cans. She freezes. She makes the best pies. She cooks for the church people and still helps carry Thanksgiving and Christmas baskets to those less fortunate in the mountains of East Kentucky.

Not long ago, she loaded up a couple of her “old people” — which she likes to call them and they double as friends —  and drove from Midway, KY all the way to Nashville, TN. Downtown, mind you. And, she went hunting for my daughter’s office at the Country Music Awards Academy. On her own, mind you.

When she renewed her driver’s license last year, she got it for 8 years. She was proud of that fact.

If ever there was a saint amongst us, it would be her.

Like Merle sings, the only hell she ever raised was her only begotten son.

But like my mom would tell the church women, way back in the day, when they would ask a reasonable question like: “What are we going to do with Gene?,” she would simply respond with a mom’s loving answer:

“We’re going to love him and keep him.”

And, to this very day, she has done both of those things faithfully.

I am so blessed in my life. So many rewards that I don’t deserve. But one of the most amazing gifts that the Good Lord gave me and my loving sister right from the start is our mom — who has the heart the size of a giant and the love of 1 million souls.

All I can say is that I love her more than she will ever know. And, I cherish her each and every day, even though I now live so far away. While I am physically hours away, though, my thoughts are never more than a second in distance. When the days get long and the dark gets the blackest, she is the person that shines the brightest. Always.

Love you, Mom. I am sorry for the worries I have caused you. I am blessed to call you mine.

Now, back to our regular programming:

1st: 3-2/1//4-5…Sorry, no comments today…

2nd: 1-4/2//5-3-6…

3rd: 5-2/3/7-4/1-6…

4th: 3/7-5/1-4-9/8-2…

5th: 6-2/3/8-9-10-1…

6th: 1-9/5/4-8/3-10/7…

7th: 2/6/10-8/1-5-4-7/(15)-(16)…

8th: 1-6-3/2-7//4-5…

9th: 6-3/1/2-11-12/7/8…

10th: 4-10/3-9-11-8-12/7…

Good Luck & All the Best / Gene