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ALL LIVES MATTER

ACRES OF DIAMONDS

ON ASSIGNMENT

HEAVENLY CHOICES

SATAN'S PLOT



THE MUSIC OF LIFE

MY MIRACLE

HOPE AND FAITH

CONFIDENCE IN CHRIST JESUS

Live-streaming

THE WONDERS OF HIS LOVE

SPIRITUAL THINGS

AIN'T NO ROCK

20/20 Vision

PROTECTING OUR BLINDSIDE

HE CHOOSE ME

SEEN AND LOVED BY GOD

TREASURE BOX

SETTLED OUT OF COURT

JESUS KNEW

BASKET OF EGGS

The AGONY AND THE ECSTACY

IT IS A MATTER OF THE HEART

BLIND MEN

STAY IN YOUR LANE

THE MESSIAH'S SEAT

THE SILENT CRY

THE SINFULNESS OF SIN

THE GLORY OF GOD

MORE THAN JUST A BABE

GOD'S GUARDIAN ANGELS

SHAME, OH SHAME, AMERICA

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Happy Heavenly Birthday E.T.
 
My mind drifts backward into times
Of guitar cakes and Country rhymes…
Of birthday gifts to celebrate
The life of someone truly great.
 
I still can visualize his smiles
For those who traveled many miles…
Who loved the music that he made…
These type of memories never fade.
 
He was such a gracious, gentle man
 Would never disappoint a fan.
I’ve watched him autograph and pose…
He’s hurting but nobody knows.
 
A life of smoke filled atmospheres…
Of one night stands and heartfelt cheers.
Far from the glamour some might see
But exactly where he longed to be.
 
Out on the road…this was his thing…
He had just one more song to sing…
Just one more country show to play…
Another stop on life’s highway.
 
I miss him and I always will…
For no one else could ever fill
That empty void he left in me.
 Today I celebrate E.T.
 
Lovingly Presented,
Doris Jacobs-Covington
February 9, 2013
Revisited February 9, 2015
 
~~Dedicated to E.T.’s family and fans~~

 
~~RIP~~
Ernest Dale Tubb
February 9, 1914—September 6, 1984


ET and Me with his Our Baby's Book Award

~~Author’s Note~~
E.T. was a personal friend of mine and my family.
Back when I was a kid, he and Frank Sinatra
ruled
the music world. Frank was a superstar in the Pop
field and E.T. in the Country. Girls swooned when
Frankie sang and some were carried out on stretchers
when E.T. sang. E.T. was in his early 30’s when I first
met him. He was very good looking with the bluest eyes
I’d ever seen…but it was his warm and friendly personality
that made me an Ernest Tubb fan…even more so than his
music. He made me feel like the most important little girl
in the building…I got to sit on the stage with him!! I was the
envy of every kid in the neighborhood when that story got
around. This was the beginning of a friendship which lasted
for over 40 years…until the Lord called him home. E.T. would be
 99 years old this birthday (he was one year older than my mother)
and I will always celebrate his life…he was a great man.
  

 
 














 





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