Smiley: The 20 biscuits love Smiley: The 20 biscuits love smiley anders| June 25, 2013 Comments Bob Baker says the BREC community center at Webb Park is one of several neighborhood centers where ladies gather in the morning, make coffee and engage in such activities as painting, crocheting, etc. He likes to show up on Monday mornings for hot biscuits, and on one of those mornings heard the story of a lady with four boys she was raising alone after her husband’s death, when they were ages 4 through 12: “Each morning she would arise about 6 a.m. and bake biscuits in a 20-biscuit tray. “While the biscuits were baking she would check on the boys to see that their hair was combed, faces washed, and the clothes she had washed and ironed the day before were put on properly. “There may be a little homework that had to be caught up with. “By now the biscuits were done, and they all gathered around the small table to eat. “Well, the years flew by, and the boys grew up and left home, but they saw to it that each day at least two would show up to help her consume those 20 biscuits — she never learned how to make less. “One day she arose, made the biscuits, and the boys came over. They discussed the events of the day, and then the boys left. “She cleaned the kitchen, put on a clean dress, fixed her hair, put on a little makeup (never used much), went to her bedroom, lay down and passed away. “She was 94 years old.” Bob chooses a most appropriate title for his little story: “Biscuits Can Be Another Word for Love.” Doggone nice folks Joël Levy says, “The other day I took my two dogs to the bank where I was making a deposit via the drive-thru. “I saw the clerks at Regions on College pointing and laughing at my dogs sticking their heads out the rear windows of my car. “But I was floored when the receipt for my deposit arrived — along with two doggie treats! “Why they had those bones in the bank, I don’t know, but it sure made my — and my dogs’ — day!” Good Samaritans Jan McDonald, of Demopolis, Ala., says she and her husband, visiting friends in Baton Rouge, stopped for breakfast in Denham Springs, where they discovered their car had a flat tire. She says her husband had a dislocated hip and couldn’t change the tire, “but thanks to an Advocate carrier, Bill Atkinson, we were able to get mobile again. “Bill was very gracious in the midst of delivering his 800 papers — already late because of LSU’s baseball victory over Oklahoma the night before. “He quickly handled our problem and sent us on our way, even finding us later when we were having the tire replaced to make sure we were OK. “I’m glad to know The Advocate still has special people working for it — as it did when I was a reporter for the State-Times before we moved from Louisiana in 1989. “We are happy to let you know about Bill and the smiling service he provided over and above what he was supposed to do. “By the way, Bill offered us a copy of The Advocate, but we had already purchased one that morning.” Hometown heroes Special employee prices will be offered veterans, active duty military and reserves, law enforcement, fire personnel and EMS personnel Wednesday through Friday at Cabela’s stores nationwide, including the one in Gonzales. It’s called a “Hometown Heroes” event. Special People Dept. Herd Hebert Schexnaildre, of Plaquemine, celebrated her 92nd birthday Thursday. On Monday Roy and Olivia Guidry, of Addis, celebrated their 57th anniversary. Dorothy and Victor Blanchard, of Plaquemine, celebrated their 50th anniversary Saturday. Sign language Linda Leger Belleu, of Gonzales, adds to our collection of business slogans: “When I was a teenager I was riding through a developing subdivision in Texas (yes, there were subdivisions when I was a teenager!) and there was a large land company sign that said, ‘Get a Lot While You’re Young.’ ” Linda Dalferes spotted this sign in front of a barbecue joint: “You don’t need no teeth to eat my meat!” And John W. Davis tells of a chiropractor in Houston with a billboard reading “Stoop By Anytime.” The other cheek Gordon Jarnagin says, “A good friend of mind, Ed Cheek, traveled a lot in his job. “In one of his favorite hotels, the desk clerk was a young lady who had difficulty remembering his name. “When she apologized for not remembering, Ed said ‘Cheek’ and pointed to his cheek. “A few weeks later, when he approached the desk to check in, she raised her hand to her mouth and had a shocked expression; but a couple of seconds later, with a look of triumph, she said, ‘Now I remember — welcome, Mr. Butt.’ ” Write Smiley at Smiley@theadvocate.com. He can also be reached by fax at (225) 388-0351 or mail at P.O. Box 588, Baton Rouge, LA 70821.