Dad's home for Christmas thanks to some great people

Dear Editor,
Our hearts are overflowing with gratitude for the tremendous outpouring of prayers and professionalism that we witnessed being showered upon our father Willie R. McCoy during his recent hospitalization and rehabilitation at Baptist Medical Center in Yazoo City. {During this time of year, songs of hope which bespeak longings for family, friends, and, most of all, the peace, love and joy of Christ}. 
In early November, Mr. McCoy suffered a severe heart attack at home. He was admitted in Yazoo City and spent several days in the hospital in Jackson. In mid-November, he returned to Yazoo City to begin an intensive regimen of physical therapy and occupational therapy. My brother, Don, and I witnessed an overwhelming level of exceptional medical care — from the gifted leadership of Dr. Nafis and Dr. Chauvin, the dedication of Rhonda Carpenter and Celeste Williamson, and the compassionate attention provided by Xzanthea, Tiffany, Etta, and all the other nurses, aids and staff. 
We are especially grateful to Leroy for his unwavering ability to keep my dad motivated to get stronger and stronger each day. My dad returned home Thursday, November 30! He continues to improve with the assistance of the great team at Mid-Delta Home Health and his ongoing care from the VA Medical Center.
Yazoo City doesn’t always receive the accolades that it deserves. There are no words to express how special Yazoo City is to my family. 2017 marks the 60th anniversary that my parents WR and Jevonne Keller McCoy moved to Yazoo City to begin serving as the band director and choral music director, respectively. My father began serving in the administrative offices in 1970, while my mother remained in the classroom. My father retired in 1997 and my mother retired in 1999 (she died the following year). 
Because of their dedication to providing the best educational opportunities to all students and because of the loving community that embraced my brothers, Don and Juan, and me, my parents never considered living anywhere else after they arrived in 1957.
One of the well-known songs of the Christmas season is “There’s No Place Like Home for the Holidays”. The last lines proclaim ‘If you want to be happy in a million ways, For the holidays you can't beat home sweet home!’ Because of all the love and care that my dad receives from his church, St. Stephen United Methodist Church and pastor, Rev. Rachel Pitts; from Joe Smith; and countless other neighbors and friends my dad is home for Christmas. 
We are blessed in a million ways. There’s no place like Yazoo City!
 
In the joy of Christ,
Jon E. McCoy