Please pray for our neighbor Dick J, a spry elderly man. He had not collected his mail for a couple days, so Norm, my coworker who is the letter carrier here, called in a wellness check. When I passed his house earlier today, there was a state police truck, and an ambulance. I saw an EMT carrying a pillow and other things headed for the woods behind the house, and have heard nothing since. But I figure he must be alive, but perhaps injured - dead folks do not need pillows, right?

Please prayer for me, in dealing with being disappointed in people. I do not mean to find fault, but missteps by a younger man meant a fairly new, very frail member of the community named Donna (cancer survivor, with lingering frailty) almost went without food. I was able to help her, by the grace of God.

A worrisome situation in our immediate vicinity is a man who threatened to shoot our dogs if he caught them on his property again. Dusky is the sweetest pup, but he is black - literally, and we think the man is afraid of him because of that. He told Kermit Dusky "had him cornered in his garage," which is so totally against Dusky's whole personality - he likely ran up to him to say hello. We do let the dogs out loose to keep predators away from our animals, and they do a great job, but sometimes then go off visiting folks.

A woman we met because of our dogs, who adores them, and even sometimes keeps them overnight - with permission - is diagnosed with breast cancer, and undergoing radiation therapy. Our families have become friends because of our dogs, since Sue's diagnosis, Dusky feels the need to be over there, and has whined when we pass her house when he's in the car. She lives in Connecticut, but her family has a place up here, and they come up as often as they can. So please prayer for Sue, and her family as well.