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My family's loss and a death at Barnett Crossroads

August 1951 brought death to my family. My Granddaddy Marion Grissett died at age 75. His neighbor Mr. Marvin Lisenby rolled into our lane to motion with his head for Daddy to come out to the car. I was on the front porch with my siblings and that...

 

My long summer history with fishing Dixie Landing

The garden had been planted, well some of it. The early part was planted and producing somewhat. For our Sunday dinner, new potatoes had been "grabbled" out from the roots of the biggest plants. Holes had been filled back in so as to allow for the...

 

June: month of tomato rash and family reunions

June, Month of brides, wormy apples, peaches, plums, watermelon, TOMATOES AND FAMILY REUNIONS. Lawd Hammercy! I just ate my first tomato 'samich of the season thanks to someone hanging a bag of those globes of wonderful on my front door knob. For...

 

Grand Old Opry and WSM Clear Channel 650

It was a Saturday night at the Barnett Crossroads. Supper was over, young'uns had their bath. At exactly 6:00 p.m., the Smiths' were somewhere near the old Philco. Daddy, by now was usually stretched out in the front porch swing enjoying a dip or a...

 

Feed sack dresses were all the rage for fashion

Poor Mama. She was usually defeated before the battle even started. Daddy bought hog shorts at Gilmore's Store in Wallace and when it was time for that purchase Mama made sure to be there to pick out the sacks. The need to explain this is for the...

 

Icy conditions & falling through my shoes

Did I ever mention being poor and falling through the holes in my shoes on an ice spewed up in the ditches morning? Circa 1951/52 Y'all, I'm here to tell you how I rolled with that situation. So the school morning at our house was a loud, rushed,...

 

Living my life large with the top down

Circa 1951 there about, third grade, barefoot tomboy. Life was full of fun and disaster. I took advantage of anything needing to be taken advantage of. Uncle Rudy, Daddy's baby brother, home on leave...

 

My Family's Hopkins boarding house

My memory of eating at this Pensacola landmark. For the young and innocent among us, let me set the stage for my story. Hopkins Boarding House was opened in 1949 with rooms to let for the ones needing a place to call home until jobs and circumstance...

 

We wanted, built and owned a billy

We were a creative bunch. We were blessed with excess energy and low on spending money for toys. We were creative. My older brothes, Rayford and Jarvis ( aka Humpy ) built things for making our fun more fun. Our land had several natural ponds, one...

 

The pulpwood truck and prom night

Early April, 1959. I had a date for the prom. I had a beautiful gown, all lavender, strapless, full skirted netting, ballerina length. BORROWED from Mary Kate Mantel. I had new white pumps, an early graduation gift from my sister. I had a new pair...

 

Grandma's DNA will show up and show out

My SMITH side and my GRISSETT side has always rubbed against each other. SMITH side has the gift of laughing at ourselves, my GRISSETT side waits a bit. Both have good and not so good. Example, SMITH side could throw hissy fits on a regular basis. Sm...

 

Aunt Dale boiled the dishrags

Back in my young days of the early 1950's when Mama cooked squirrel we used a wood burning cook stove. Humpy loved squirrel, fried, in dimplings or smothered in gravy. He killed 'em, Mama cooked 'em, we all ate 'em. To set this story, our family shar...

 

The barn was the setting for many adventures

Our old barn was the center piece of many happy days of my youngest side of youth. I was the revival preacher and 2x8 plank piano player. The preacher part was easy, the piano plank had to have the keys outlined in black and blank with using Daddy's...

 

That feeling when there's a rat on the pie cart

I will change names and places to protect the ones in this story. Most, if not all are dead now. I loved and respected them as friends. No harm intended here, just a sweet and very funny memory that I need to share. So we moved to the community as...

 

My first employment had the title "Waterboy"

My first job that was assigned to me with full parental backing was, "Waterboy".. At my age of about four and a half years old we had moved from Atmore to here at our farm in the Barnett Crossroads community. Our land was purchased from my Daddy's...

 

A Valentine's queen for the holiday

1950, 4th grade, circa Feb. 1st Teacher, Mrs. Rupert Green announces that we will have a Valentine's party on the 14th. We will be served red strawberry flavored Koolade, cupcakes with red icing and exchange valentines. Party? Oh my, those were few...

 

Hollywood can be found in Alabama

Out of pure curosity we went to look for Alabama. "My Homes In Alabama", "Mountain Music" , "Christmas In Dixie" and every song they had ever sang to us.. That Alabama, at Ft. Payne Alabama. We found their museum and the bus out front. "And That's Cl...

 

Remembering a hurricane in 1947

September 1947 Before hurricanes were named, one called the Fort Lauderdale Cyclone, hit Miami and traveled the Gulf Coast toward the Mississippi/Louisiana coast line. New Orleans was tumbled about and my world at Barnett Crossroads, Alabama got...

 

Water gives life at Magnolia Branch

The most important things required to sustane life are air, food and water. We have a maximum of three minutes without air, being without food mostly depends on how much the body can feed off itself, but being without water usually causes the giving...

 

When things get cold in marriage

So we got married at the end of December in 1963. He worked one shift, I worked worked another. Both jobs were at different plants. The bed got changed once a week due to constant usage of different sleeping schedules. We moved three times in 1964...

 

Flomaton beauty shop, life lessons

Aqua Net Extra was applied to hold the hair in place for a solid week. The 1960's had many with hair piled up like loaves of monkey bread. Not my hair, mine was corkscrew tight with spit curl sides. Scotch taped for sleeping. The Beauty Shop was the...

 

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