Afterthoughts

Patricia Lawson Westbrook      When the rodeo came to Killeen, Texas in May of 1953, my friend and I got permission to go.  For some reason when the rodeo ended, I didn't have a ride home.  So, in the dark, I started walking along highway 190.  I enjoyed the walk while thinking about the fun I had.  However, when a car full of men stopped a short way in front of me, I was scared.  Not knowing what to do, I frantically looked around.  That's when I saw a large house across the road.  I walked toward the front door.  When I did, the car drove away.  Thinking back to that time in my life I know I had a Higher Power watching over me.              I'm Not Alone When I walk down a lonely road, I'm not alone. You can't see my friend walking with me going home. He's walked with me throughout all these many years. Often, he comforts me and wipes away my tears. Jesus died upon a cross for your sins and mine. After three days, He arose according to God's great design.

Alan Westbrook      The voice on the other end of the line said, "Mrs. Westbrook your son has missed a number of days this semester.  I replied, "I'll take care of it."  When I went to talk to him, my other children told me he had been listening on the other phone.  After he hung up, he ran out of the house, jumped into his friend's car, and they sped away.        For several days he didn't come home.  During that time my husband and I went to church to get some advice from our pastor. (Who happened to be our neighbor.) When we left his office, it had begun to rain.  So, I waited on the church porch while he went to get the car.  As the rain turned to pea sized hail, I hollered, "It's hail!" I didn't know at the time the sanctuary happened to be full of people. I should have since the parking lot had a lot of cars parked in it. I've often wondered if they thought a crazy woman stood on the porch cussing.       With time the events settle