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Bethel Mennonite Church, Vidette, Georgia, December 26, 2019   Leave a comment

Photographer = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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My father was pastor of the Vidette United Methodist Church, Vidette, Georgia, from June 1980 to June 1982.  This Bethel Associate Reformed Presbyterian Church met in this building at this time, as it has since the early 1900s.  The ARPC congregation disbanded in 2015, and a new congregation began to worship in the space.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

DECEMBER 27, 2019 COMMON ERA

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Bailey House, Vidette, Georgia, December 26, 2019   Leave a comment

Photographer = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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My father was the pastor of Vidette United Methodist Church, Vidette, Georgia, from June 1980 to June 1982.  I was in the second and third grades at Waynesboro Elementary School, Waynesboro (the county seat), at the time.  Ola Mae Bailey, who died a few years after my family and I moved away, lived in this house.  We were friends; I visited her often.

Her grandson, Mack Bailey, lives in the house in 2019.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

DECEMBER 27, 2019 COMMON ERA

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Christmas, Vidette, Georgia, 1981   2 comments

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This post is related to Memories of Vidette, Georgia; Vidette United Methodist Church Parsonage, Vidette, Georgia; and Site of the Former Parsonage, Vidette United Methodist Church, Vidette, Georgia.

This afternoon, while sorting through the family archives again, I found this photograph, from Christmas 1981.

We see a portion of the den, a narrow and long room in the middle of one side of the small house, with a view into the dining room, a space of which I have little recollection.  The closed-up fireplace with the mantle, for example, surprises me.  I am, however, thinking about a space I left in June 1982, at the age of nine years, so I have a valid excuse.

I remember much in this photograph, however.  I recall the old-style cabinet television set, with the infamous needle-nose pliers, for changing the channel, vividly.  How could I forget the infernal needle-nose pliers?  I also remember the shelves above the television well.  I also recall that, in Vidette, we had few channels–three networks and PBS.  I remember that that there was often little worth watching on those.  There remains little worth watching today.  The main difference is the greater number of channels.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

JULY 31, 2017 COMMON ERA

Eulogy for My Father   1 comment

Nell Taylor and Probably Jack Taylor

Above:  My Grandmother, Nell Barrett Taylor, with My Father, 1943

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EULOGY FOR JOHN DODSON TAYLOR, III (NOVEMBER 21, 1943-OCTOBER 30, 2014)

MARTHA MCDONALD MOORE CHAPEL, MAGNOLIA MANOR, AMERICUS, GEORGIA

NOVEMBER 2, 2014

Before I departed Athens last Thursday, I posted a notice of Dad’s impending death in the Facebook group of my parish, St. Gregory the Great Episcopal Church.  Many of my fellow parishioners expressed sympathy and informed me of their prayers not only for me but for my family also.  One person commented on my Facebook page that I am a “living tribute” to Dad.  That thought had not occurred to me, but may the sentiment be accurate.

Each of us carries the legacies of other people, extending back into generations immemorial.  Much of Dad’s influence is evident in me, from my bookish ways to my preference for classical music.  Most important, though, are lessons in faith and mere decency, which he taught primarily via a pattern of mundane deeds.  Among my earliest memories is one, from the late 1970s, of him preaching and mentioning the “presence of God.”  I, being a concrete thinker at the time, was confused, for I saw no wrapped packages with tags reading “To Ken from God.”  I see clearly, with the benefit of hindsight, how many presents (even some in wrapped boxes) God gave me via Dad.  The best such gifts, however, are intangible.  And they are for the benefit of others, not just myself.  Dad taught me that also.

Now he belongs to the Church Triumphant.  This being All Saints’ Sunday, a verse from “For All the Saints” is doubly appropriate:

O blest communion, fellowship divine!

We feebly struggle, they in glory shine;

Yet all are one in thee, for all are thine.

Alleluia.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

NOVEMBER 1, 2014 COMMON ERA

THE FEAST OF ALL SAINTS

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These were my prepared comments.  I remained close to them as I extended them.–KRT

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http://blogatheologica.wordpress.com/2013/12/27/the-long-goodbye/

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Christmas 1976   Leave a comment

Christmas 1976 II-RT_edited-1

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

Thanks to Uncle Randy for touching up the photograph!

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With my sister and Santa Claus

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

The Author, Christmas 1975   Leave a comment

KRT Christmas 1975

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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I was two years old–nearly three years old.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

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This is post #1000 of ORIGINAL POEMS AND FAMILY HISTORY BLOG.

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Tony the Turkey, 1980   1 comment

Tom the Turkey

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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I made this (obviously close in time to Thanksgiving) at Waynesboro Elementary School, Waynesboro, Georgia, during my Second Grade year.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

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This is post #800 of this weblog.

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