I usually take a dim
view when I hear (or read) somebody
tooting their own horn, with an
exception. The exception is me.
Yesterday, I received
the below email from Erin Hunt, which I must admit made me feel good and my
head swelled up with an inflated ego.
Here is what Ervin had to say:
Hi. I stumbled across
your blog, Chicken Fat the other day and I just wanted to say thank you.
Phillip Hunt was my grandfather and I never really got a chance to know him
before he passed away back in 2007. I never even met his parents. I've heard
stories about Hunt's Economy Ice Cream and what we all call "Bubba's
house", but I've never been able to do any more than look at the outside
of the buildings. I've become very interested in my family history lately and
reading through some of your blog posts had provided me with little bits of
information about people I love but never knew. I'm extremely grateful for
that. Thank you so much.
Erin
No, Thank you Erin for making my day.
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