“Anytime you do something from the heart, people just know it.”

- Brad Paisley
(b. 28 Oct 1972)

The song is best known in a 1952 recording by Eddie Fisher. "Anytime" has been recorded by many other artists including Eddy Arnold who reached number one on the Most Played Juke Box Folk Records in 1948 ^[1].

  Betsy Goodson Covert (June '37) of MD AND   Donna Price Devers ('66) of NC AND    Diana Price Carter ('66) of WV

   Happy Birthday tomorrow to Gayle Fallin Harris ('57) AND   Domi O'Brien ('64) of NH!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

Tuesday, Nov. 26, 1861
TRIUMPHANT TRENT TAKER TOASTED

Eleven days ago Captain Charles Wilkes committed the most famous act of his career: his USS San Jacinto waited until Her Majesty's mail packet Trent left Havana, Cuba. Once they were in international waters Wilkes had ordered the ship to heave to, under threat of arms, and had removed four passengers, the Confederate commissioners to London and Paris, Mason and Slide, and their secretaries. Tonight, having dropped the prisoners into confinement on an island in Boston Harbor, Wilkes was guest of honor at a huge banquet in Boston. Tomorrow the Trent would dock in London and the story of her voyage made known. The reaction would be quite different there.

Wednesday, Nov. 26, 1862
PRESIDENTS’ PROLONG PARTICULAR PARLEYS

United States President Abraham Lincoln went on a little boat ride down the Potomac River today. His destination was a place called Belle Plain, and his hosts were Gen. Ambrose Burnside and, indirectly, the men of the Army of the Potomac, who were concentrating rapidly now near Fredericksburg. Discussions revolved around the exact battle plan. In Richmond, meanwhile, Jefferson Davis was writing imploring letters to the governors of his Confederate States. His major concern was manpower, both the enrolling of new conscripts and getting them to where they were needed with the armies, and “restoring to the army” those who had voted with their feet and gone home. He also discussed the need for additional supplies.

Thursday, Nov. 26, 1863
CLEBURNE CUSHIONS CONFEDERATE COMPANY

A major battle had just been fought and won yesterday on Missionary Ridge, and normal custom would be for the victors to rest, reorganize, gather and tend the wounded and bury the dead, while Gen. Braxton Bragg led the Army of Tennessee a short distance away to do the same. U.S. Grant was not a big believer in custom, though, so he sent Sherman and Thomas on a major pursuit of the retreating Confederate army. It was to Bragg’s great good fortune that his rear-guard was under the command of the outstanding Gen. Pat Cleburne. At Ringgold, Ga., he turned and fought a short but severe action. Persistence was shown by both sides and other fights occurred at Chickamauga Station, Pea Vine Valley, and Pigeon Hill, Tenn, and Graysville, Ga. In the end the Federals were held off and the Southern retreat protected.

Saturday, Nov. 26, 1864
TERRIFIC TURKEYS TAKEN TOWARDS THANKSGIVING

Abraham Lincoln's original proclamation ordering a day of thanksgiving had been a somber document, full of religious references and imploring the people to give thanks to God for the blessings He had showered on America even in the midst of a bitter war. It did not take long at all for the usual American tendency to turn from the religious to the secular to assert itself. A soldier near Gen. Sherman’s headquarters at Oconee River, Ga., wrote in his diary that “Thanksgiving Day was very generally observed in the army, the troops scorning chickens in the plenitude of turkeys with which they had supplied themselves...The soldiers gave thanks and were merry as only soldiers can be...Many obtain a delicious sirup made from sorghum, which is cultivated on all the plantations. There was nothing heard of ‘hard tack’”

‘No problem, just let me in,' says the man.

‘Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.

‘Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,' says the senator.

‘I’m sorry, but we have our rules.'

And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne. Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly and nice guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator raises...The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.

‘Now it's time to visit heaven.'

So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.

‘Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.'

The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: 'Well, I would never have said it before; I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.'

So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in bags as more trash falls from above. The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.

'I don't understand,' stammers the senator. 'Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?'

The devil looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we were campaigning....Today you voted.'