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Thanks to a writer friend posting his story about dancing at " Fanger", I decided to write my story about dancing in a "juke". Circa 1962, both my parents were gone. My Mama's sister took the responsibility to caution me to, "stay outta them...

Remembering the days of playing with June Bugs tied on a string makes me know for sure we Smiths were born with gaps. So, at the ending days of July the figs were ripening full tilt. Mama was making fig preserves full tilt. We were eating figs full...

Some people just click with me the moment I first meet them and if they want to be friends they must be real. Let me see who they are right off. I have had a handful of friends in my 79 years that made the cut, I mean really stayed in my heart. Real...

I sat down to write something wise and profound, but then decided to write something much needed now in these unsettled times. I awoke this morning to the memory of our old wood burning stove having a heavy oven door that had to be propped with a...

So today I saw a post of Texans washing their prize longhorn in the local car wash. Pros and cons of comments set me to remembering my childhood and how Mama & Daddy saved time and energy by doing things the easiest way possible while letting us...

As time takes us into the future, I have been thinking about how we are destroying our future in persuit of perfection I am wondering what effects we are having on the ground water. Let me explain, hopefully some smarter than myself will have a...

Just now I ate a tomato sandwich for breakfast. I like my WHITE bread so fresh it limps. I LOVE Dukes mayonnaise. I was converted from Kraft by a new recent friend Sean Dietrich. He made it so tempting I went looking, found it and now I'm hooked....

Daddy and Mama planted a spring/summer garden and a fall/winter garden. The spring garden was my favorite because very early spring gave us English peas, new potatoes, onions and cabbage. Then the squash, tomatoes and early corn came rushing in. The...

This is a true story told by my Smith side from back when I was a young child. One of the favorite stories always brought out and shared at our Smith Family gatherings. My Dad was born in 1902 and said he was about the age of ten years. He well...

I was encouraged to write about this subject from a life-long friend responding to my comment on Facebook about people all over complaining about needing their beach time to "catch some rays." Really? Some people must have quarantine fever. At my...

I'm reading books now that I have left in the bookcase untouched for a long time. But now, this quarantine has me reading things that I would not normally bother with; but times have changed and I must kill time with what is handy. This virus has...

My earliest memory of dental problems was when I was about seven years old. I was a child of less than nothing as far as money in the bank. If something broke, Daddy fixed it with bailing wire or Mama fixed it with Vicks salve. Grandma Minnie Smith...

Back before fake Easter eggs came in plastic with every color of the rainbow, filled with gumdrops and Cadbury chocolates wrapped in designer tin foil; there lived in my world kids with real problems. Problems that started weeks prior to the Sunday t...

I'm old enough to know what I'm writing about so allow me the pleasure. What say you, old lady? We Crews' have planted and shared garden bounty for almost all our 56 plus years of married life. Our first few years we shared a garden with his side...

I'm self-quarantined with time on my hands and things on my mind. I was born (1941) just as our country came out of the Great Depression. 1929 to 1939 was the longest and most severe world-wide economic depression ever. The stock market crashed, men...

Little Miss Jimma Leigh Hawthorne, a Flomaton Elementary 3rd grade student, claims the proud distinction of being the 9th Great Granddaughter of Peter Kelly, Patriot. Peter O'Kelly was born in County Limerick, Ireland in 1751. Leaving Ireland with...

Today, Theresa and Jerry Bell of Pineview live on a property named Legacy Acres. Located alongside Hwy. 113 between Flomaton and I-65. The farm has an event barn that is considered an agri-tourism business. The Bells live on and farm 200 acres of...

January has come and gone. This writer has been given another birthday to look forward for rounding towards 80. The CEO of this outfit has gathered 1099 forms like a greedy squirrel. Don't want the IRS coming ‘round here asking questions....

Mr. Robert Watts, born Dec. 5, 1883 died Jan. 10, 1965. Buried at Amity Cemetery in Tunnel Springs, Alabama. This writer remembers this man circa 1947-48 when he lived with, and worked for the second time, in the home for the Eric & Lottie Odom...

Our time to pick violets was when the first one was found. Sometime around the end of February we started looking for violets. Best places were in the woods that had been controlled or purpose burned over. Usually the burns were done in the first...