To my Andalusia Friends;

You attended the same churches, belonged to the same clubs, shared the same meetings, and perhaps even participated in carpools. You are in a small town where everyone knows everyone and knows about everyone.

Today, you talk and act as though you are strangers and you’ll never cross paths again. In the end, you’ll still cross paths in the grocery store or sit behind one another in the same church. Your children and grandchildren will attend the same schools.

You are not one anothers’ enemy. You are friends.

Andalusia will always be home. Make me proud, Andalusia friends.

LaVerne Heffner

Dothan