Haywood knew that mama would like it in heaven, because she use to read to him from her book called the Bible, and would describe a beautiful and wonderful place to him. A place where there was no sickness or sorrow or pain. A place where her Mama and Daddy were waiting for her.
There’s a little church where we used to go.
You may recall, it was St. Joe.
“Hard Scrabble,” was a nickname, it wasn’t famous, nor held no fame.
Our mom and dad, always faithful and true,
For miles they walked, the best they could do.
With Harold, Richard, Jean, Norma and Linda too,
We went to Church, Fountain Ferry and Zoo.
The fast kind of life was not their goal.
Nanny and her brother Lester and his wife Ada would almost always bring Louise up to my parents house for Easter. My Mother, Myra Wagaman Riley nee Wike, would make a big Easter dinner. Mom would color eggs for baskets and make a dozen for hiding. I loved hiding eggs. We were lucky if we found 9 out of 12 eggs.
We moved into his mother’s home in Lebanon, PA. The only modern thing were water and electricity, which was required in the city. We lived on the edge of town, so we did not have sewer for a bathroom. There was an out house at the end of the yard and any dirty water was thrown out in the backyard.
By Joe Mayfield
My ancestors were hunters and trappers going back to 1693, therefore it is easy to understand why all the men in the family have always had a strong desire to have well trained hunting dogs. A good hunting dog is treated differently than a house dog, hunting dogs are not pets, they have an intended purpose and the purpose, of course, is to supply game for the table, be it rabbit, squirrel, quail or deer, the most common game in Alabama.
By Joan Grimes Kowalski
She is part of my very first memory
There were so many things she could do.
The best thing of all was that she’d let me help
And find time to talk to me, too.
I’ve helped her hang paper, upholster a chair,
Garden, clean, cook, can and bake.
She made glass wind chimes, and how she could sew!
For all of us who are 50 or older — even those of you younger than 50 will appreciate the following:
No nursing home for me. I am checking into the Holiday Inn! With the average cost for a nursing home per day reaching $188.00, there is a better way when we get old & feeble.
I have already checked on reservations at the Holiday Inn. For a combined long term stay discount and senior discount, it's $49.23 per night. That leaves $138.77 a day for: Breakfast, lunch and dinner in any restaurant I want, or room service. Laundry, gratuities and special TV movies.
By Staci Norton
The Story... As far back as I know, begins in Deutschland.
By: Joe Mayfield
When looking back to the 50 and 60’s, we now see how much better times really were. Take Dirt Roads as an example; yes they were dusty in the summer, and muddy in the winter, not to mention the holes that sometimes seemed to be the start of the second Grand Canyon.
By Linda Clark
This past Monday, my very dear, close friend, who is like a dear sister to me, called me and said that her husband had passed away from a stroke. This was a shock as I had a recent phone call of her dying of cancer. Anyway, we got to talking about the old days over the phone. She needed someone to talk to.