No Title 551
Touchstone Energy® raises $6,400
On the last day of August this year, 435 motorcycles carrying more than 500 people roared through the Kentucky countryside to raise better than $6,400 for the WHAS-TV Crusade for Children.
The third annual Touchstone Energy® Motorcycle Charity Poker Run began that Saturday at Somerset’s South Kentucky Rural Electric Cooperative. Riders then biked to Danville’s Inter-County Energy Co-op, where they drew cards for the next step in collecting their poker hands.
The next stop came at Bluegrass Energy Co-op’s Fox Creek district office in Lawrenceburg to finish drawing the five-card hand. From there the entourage went to Salt River Electric Co-op in Bardstown, and finished at Nolin Rural Electric Co-op in Elizabethtown.
Cash prizes covered categories such as best and worst poker hands, oldest bike, and longest distance traveled to participate.
Every electric cooperative in the state participated with either a rider or a contribution, including the Kentucky Association of Electric Cooperatives, United Utility Supply, and the Rural Cooperatives Credit Union. Other contributors were Hailifax Electric Co-op of North Carolina, Bartholomew Electric Co-op and White Water Valley Electric Co-op of Indiana, and Palmetto Electric Co-op of South Carolina.
Aside from living in Kentucky, which is about as far away from the sea as a person can get, my grandson, Michael, was a Baptist preacher. So I never thought he’d end up in the Navy. But he did.
Michael signed up as a chaplain, leaving his wife, Carol, and my great-granddaughter, Cindy, to fend for themselves in a place called Tyner. Needless to say, from my home in Palmer, Alaska, I was totally upset and worried sick.
Back in June of this year Michael was home on furlough after several months at sea, and he called me to say I should come for a visit. Anxious to see my great-granddaughter, who is 3 years old, I dropped everything and flew south. Michael picked me up at the airport, and on the long drive to his home, neither one of us said much. To break the silence, I asked what he was going to do about my great-granddaughter’s religious education.
“Has she learned her prayers?” I asked.
“Not that I know of,” he said. “Maybe you could teach her.”
“I might just do that,” I said.
So during my visit, I decided to teach Cindy The Lord’s Prayer.
Night after night, kneeling side by side, I said a few words at a time and Cindy repeated them, until we finished the prayer. Finally the night arrived when I thought Cindy was ready to say the entire prayer on her own.
Michael, Carol, and I stood in the doorway and listened. Proudly and carefully, Cindy enunciated the words as taught—until she got to the end.
“…and lead us not into temptation,” she said, “but deliver us some e-mail…”
Michael laughed, Carol laughed, and I laughed, and from that moment on my stay in Kentucky was a very pleasant experience…thanks to the so-called “computer age.”
—David P. Grady