In response to a column on country music I wrote a few weeks back, Bill and Amelia Cotty sent in some of their favorite country lyrics.

Mine, you might recall, is “Yonder come my kinfolk in the moonlight.”

Here are some winners the Cottys shared:

* “Our marriage was a failure, but our divorce ain’t working either.”

* “When I got home at 4 a.m., the wife, the car and the mobile home were gone.”

And Bill’s personal favorite, “Drop kick me, Jesus, through the goal posts of life.”

Heck, that’s an oldie. I liked this one better:

* “You’re the reason our kids are ugly, little darlin’.”

Happy belated birthday to Evetta Jacobs of Pontiac!

Mrs. Jacobs turned 88 Sept. 1. She lives with her daughter, Earline LeGrand, and she has two other children, Otto Jacobs and Annette J. Barton, 12 grandchildren and 15 great-grandchildren.

Mrs. Jacobs lives in the “next to oldest house in Pontiac,” according to Mrs. Barton, a Pontiac native who knows everything about the community and is obviously a person of great intelligence since she said Neighbors is the first thing she reads on Thursday!

One thing Mrs. Barton shared with me was how happy she was to learn that the new school on Spears Creek Church Road would be named Pontiac Elementary.

Turns out it’s not the first school to bear the name.

Back when there were still “black schools” and “white schools,” there was a Pontiac Grammar School off Bookman Road. (It was the “white school.”)

Mrs. Barton said her family went there, as well the likes of John and G.P. Monroe, Lewis Lee, Elton Jacobs, Norma Ross Goff and Carl Kelly, who runs the barber shop in Pontiac.

“I was just thrilled to death,” she said, after learning the district would resurrect the old name.

I was delighted to learn that when the stoplight went up in Pontiac a few years ago, Mrs. Barton “just went down and sat there for a couple of hours and watched.” She’s a charming lady, and she promises to give me an “insiders” tour of Pontiac one morning.

One more note on the naming of Pontiac Elementary — I don’t think the school board knew there was once another school by that name. The debate, as I recall, was about naming it Sandy Pines Elementary, or Sandy (fill in the blank) Anything Elementary. In frustration, Dottie Boatwright said, “Let’s just call it Pontiac Elementary,” and everybody agreed.

Welcome back to Blythewood, Tom and Meg McLean, who have returned to “the country” for a few months while their new home is being completed in Columbia.

Tom, of course, grew up in Blythewood, the son of H.B. and Gladys McLean, and is a Very Important Person at The State — he’s the executive news editor.

I, of course, cannot fathom why anyone would want to live in the city when they have property on Sandfield Road, a Blythewood nirvana and a good place to dump off cats. (Ho, ho, ho, just kidding, Dale Mattox!) But I understand that commuting 30-plus miles can wear on you, especially when you have as many obligations as the two of them do (Meg is director of cultural events at Columbia College).

Anyway, welcome home. And as Tom likes to say, see you at the IGA.

I spent my woefully short vacation in the Bahamas, and I am here to tell you that Two Notch Road lives — even a thousand miles away from here! (If you’ve been to Nassau, you know what I mean. It makes you appreciate even Columbia Mall traffic.)

Anyway, so that Whit Anderson wouldn’t fuss at me for missing a Rotary meeting, I took a $10 taxi to a meeting of the Rotary Club of West Nassau.

They do things different there.

Not only was I the only woman there (not even a waitress to be found), but I was only the second female Rotarian to have visited the club.

Of course, these days Rotary clubs have to accept qualified women, but no woman has been proposed for membership there, and I got the feeling they liked it that way.

A visitor, however, they didn’t mind.

They made quite a fuss over my presence, and although there were Rotarians visiting from Australia and France, I got to give a little speech and I got to pick the winning door prize ticket — two bottles of rum.

I, of course, did not win.

Jennifer Nicholson is your community editor. Got a story idea? Give her a call, 771-8507 or toll-free from Lugoff-Elgin, 1-800-922-3448. Or write c/o The State, P.O. Box 1333, Columbia 29202.