My heart was overflowing on Saturday afternoon. The turnout for our day to honor our hometown son, Jamie Dailey, was fabulous. Our town came together for one purpose. Our local Chamber of Commerce had just six weeks to plan this festival. It was so rewarding to see it all come together.
We began with brief comments by public officials, by Jamie’s musical partner Darrin Vincent and one of his managers, by their corporate sponsor, and finally by Jamie himself.
Then the Music Pathways marker honoring Jamie’s hometown was revealed.
One of our drug stores stayed open longer hours on Saturday so they could serve these deliciously decadent milkshakes. Ray and I shared this one.
We had a fun free ride on a mule-pulled wagon with our daughter, son-in-law, and four of our grandchildren.
You would have been excited to see your fellow homeschoolers do such a wonderful job at the free musical show in the late afternoon. Ray and I pulled our camp chairs to the side of the front row of hay bales facing the stage. While the cloggers were performing, I glanced back at the crowd. I teared up when I saw all the joyful faces. I am hesitant to show children’s faces online, so I’ll show you some of their happy feet.
Here is a bit of that big crowd during a break in the program.
And here are the two bands who played in the free afternoon concert.
In the evening, Ray and I went inside to enjoy one of the two charity concerts the Dailey and Vincent band played on Saturday. One of the many highlights of the concert was when Jamie invited his daddy JB to join him on stage to sing a solo. “Come on up here, Daddy.” I love how he always calls him Daddy. Here is Jamie singing backup during his dad’s solo. These two have been pickin’ and singing together since Jamie was three years old.
When the song was over, Jamie kissed his daddy on the cheek. On the day that Jamie received honors from the state of Tennessee and from his hometown, he honored his daddy. That’s exactly what God wants us to do.
Honor your father and mother
(which is the first commandment with a promise),
so that it may be well with you,
and that you may live long on the earth.
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