It’s Sunday at home. And if Opal were still around, The Gospel Singing Jubilee might be on the television while the coffee was percolating. Therefore, in an effort to not only honor the music of faith that my homefolk tend to favor, but also to demonstrate our view of music is wide and to provide semi-legitimate content for our three readers who do not believe that titanium skinned sea bass are destined to be our overlords, the devil worshipping, Marxist management here at TOFWD™ requires we program some proper Southern Gospel.
The Happy Goodman Family may have been a bunch of lunatic Pentecostals from the Kentucky woods -note Vestal’s hairdo- but my goodness, could they ever sing.
Thus concludes the Sunday programming for this week