This past Sunday was our church's Day of Serving. We've heard lots of good stories, including one from a couple of guys who have been training for a lifetime to tackle their task. Here it is, written by an eyewitness:

Everyone was doing their individual tasks of raking, mowing, and pulling weeds, when there was a loud scream from the nearby carport. Earlene Hart emerged breathlessly proclaiming that there was a possum in the trash can in the car port. Everyone came running to check it out. Sure enough a possum had climbed into a trash can and could not get out. Earlene had been the first to spot it. Luckily we had some possum wranglers on our team. John Burgett and Jack Foreman demonstrated their well honed skill by lassoing the rascally thing. Earlene was saved by the possum wranglers and we were able to complete our day of service task without fear of the savage beast.

'Everyone needs a hero" and Earlene has two of them. Thanks John and Jack. I can almost hear them taunting the possum, "I'll be your huckleberry."