SACKS OF TATERS

I love the thoughts my friend Mark Asbell had on this subject. Mark comments were in response to a comment our pastor made during the Sunday sermon. It is a funny subject, but sagage is a reality. Don't worry so much about those harry taters. I once had my seventy something year old dad bend over in front of me and I almost flipped back in my chair. The level of modestly people have seems to diminish with age. It was no big deal to my dad but I have not been the same since. My therapist has been helping me get rid of that mental pictures. I feel for the people at the YMCA. I had to endure the sight of only one sack of taters. I can't really picture a whole room full of old hairy saggy taters.