In Celebration of MHS Class of 1958

In Celebration of MHS Class of 1958

A Tribute and Celebration

We were the class of 1958, members of the Greatest Generation as well as children of the Greatest Generation. Born in 1940, we are also called members of the Traditional Generation.

Our childhood, post World War II, "was the best of times . . . it was the age of wisdom . . . it was the epoch of belief . . .it was the season of Light . . . it was the spring of hope . . . we had everything before us . . .we were all going direct to Heaven . . . ." (A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens.) At least, that's the way I felt about it. We were truly blessed.

- Ouida Tomlinson -

This blog is a place for 1958 graduates of Meridian, Mississippi, High School to stay in touch, post their news, items of interest and photographs.

CLASS OF 1958 MEMORIES (Click to read all posts relating to sports, honors, graduation and other memories of our class in 1957-58.)




Thursday, December 31, 2009

May the Good Lord Bless and Keep You

May the Good Lord Bless and Keep You in 2010!

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Christmas Cat Diaries

Posted because of double-dog dare from Mary Jane.


Happy Birthday Madeline Ray Croxdale

Happy Birthday Madeline

Still Recovering?

Hope you had a great Christmas. I had a wonderful Christmas in Meridian with son and family and enjoyed so much being with grandchild, Peyton, who is now 2 1/2. He calls his mother Mama and me MamaMama. Beth Hobgood Clark and I went to see "Blind Side." What a movie!! We loved it. I highly recommend. I'm also reading the book now.

I'm home now, trying to recover. I brought back granddog, Lucy, to spend the winter in our sun room. She is black lab and very old. It is not that I need another dog with 5 Maltese (3 of our own and two fosters), but could not help but help bring comfort to granddog. She goes to the vet today, and I'm trying to figure out how to give bath to this big dog. Perhaps I will put her in our large walk-in shower.

God bless!

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Happy Birthday Mary Anthony McLemore Weaver

Dear Mary, we wish you
a very special & Happy Birthday!!

Friday, December 25, 2009

Merry Christmas and A Blessed New Year

Love & Prayers

Happy Birthday Morris Thigpen

Morris, Santa is bringing you a big birthday cake
and lots of presents. Have a great day!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Happy Birthday Ivan Burnett

Happy Birthday Ivan

Friday, December 18, 2009

State of happiness - Mississippi Ranks No. 7

State of happiness - Featured Story -

People in sunny, outdoorsy states — Mississippi, Louisiana, Hawaii, Florida — say they’re the happiest Americans, and researchers think they know why.

A new study comparing self-described pleasant feelings with objective measures of good living found these folks generally have reason to feel fine.

The places where people are most likely to report happiness also tend to rate high on studies comparing things like climate, crime rates, air quality and schools. Mississippi ranked seventh happiest. . . . (click link above to read the complete article)


Dr. Vise, 70, died Tuesday at his home in Jackson. He, along with his siblings Mailande, Michael, Murray, and Richard attended MHS. His family has contributed greatly to the Meridian community.

Go to Meridian Star obituaries online. For some reason, I was unable to copy and paste.

True Story of Rudolph

A man named Bob May, depressed and brokenhearted, stared out his drafty apartment window into the chilling December night. His 4-year-old daughter Barbara sat on his lap quietly sobbing.

Bobs wife, Evelyn, was dying of cancer.

Little Barbara couldn't understand why her mommy could never come home. Barbara looked up into her dad's eyes and asked, "Why isn't Mommy just like everybody else's Mommy?" Bob's jaw tightened and his eyes welled with tears.

Her question brought waves of grief, but also of anger. It had been the story of Bob's life. Life always had to be different for Bob.

Small when he was a kid, Bob was often bullied by other boys. He was too little at the time to compete in sports. He was often called names he'd rather not remember. From childhood, Bob was different and never seemed to fit in. Bob did complete college, married his loving wife and was grateful to get his job as a copywriter at Montgomery Ward during the Great Depression. Then he was blessed with his little girl. But it was all short-lived. Evelyn's bout with cancer stripped them of all their savings and now Bob and his daughter were forced to live in a two-room apartment in he Chicago slums. Evelyn died just days before Christmas in 1938.

Bob struggled to give hope to his child, for whom he couldn't even afford to buy a Christmas gift. But if he couldn't buy a gift, he was determined a make one - a storybook! Bob had created a character in his own mind and told the animal's story to little Barbara to give her comfort and hope. Again and again Bob told the story, embellishing it more with each telling.

Who was the character? What was the story all about? The story Bob May created was his own autobiography in fable form. The character he created was a misfit outcast like he was. The name of the character? A little reindeer named Rudolph, with a big shiny nose.

Bob finished the book just in time to give it to his little girl on Christmas Day. But the story doesn't end there.

The general manager of Montgomery Ward caught wind of the little storybook and offered Bob May a nominal fee to purchase the rights to print the book. Wards went on to print,_ Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer_ and distribute it to children visiting Santa Claus in their stores. By 1946 Wards had printed and distributed more than six million copies of Rudolph. That same year, a major publisher wanted to purchase the rights from Wards to print an updated version of the book.

In an unprecedented gesture of kindness, the CEO of Wards returned all rights back to Bob May. The book became a best seller. Many toy and marketing deals followed and Bob May, now remarried with a growing family, became wealthy from the story he created to comfort his grieving daughter. But the story doesn't end there either.

Bob's brother-in-law, Johnny Marks, made a song adaptation to Rudolph. Though the song was turned down by such popular vocalists as Bing Crosby and Dinah Shore , it was recorded by the singing cowboy, Gene Autry. "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" was released in 1949 and became a phenomenal success, selling more records than any other Christmas song, with the exception of "White Christmas."

The gift of love that Bob May created for his daughter so long ago kept on returning back to bless him again and again. And Bob May learned the lesson, just like his dear friend Rudolph, that being different isn't so bad. In fact, being different can be a blessing.


Happy Birthday Charles "Stuff" McCraney

Happy Birthday From All Your Friends

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Christmas Dreams

Happy Birthday Tee Mann!


Saturday, December 12, 2009

Happy Birthday Bob Bailey


Friday, December 11, 2009

Love's Kitchen in Meridian

In recent years, an open kitchen for the poor, which began in one of our predominantly Black neighborhoods, received some start-up resources to build a larger permanent structure just north of the frontage road along I-25 in Meridian. Widely known as Love's Kitchen it quite simply provides free meals for those who need them. There may be some question about the ability of the needy to get transportation to the Kitchen now, but the organization overall appears successful in the mission it has undertaken. Churches and private donors, as well as private donors through churches, are some of the supporters.

As the holidays approach, we sometimes are heartened to learn of the efforts of organizations like Love's Kitchen in providing such direct, needed and welcomed help to the poor. Meridian has this one.

Happy Hanukkah, December 11 - December 19, 2009

Blessings be with you during this festival of lights. Happy Hanukkah!


A New Bunch of Puppies - Puppy Cam

Happy Birthday Patsy Fisher McDonald


Happy Birthday James E. Minor Smith,


Thursday, December 10, 2009

Happy Birthday Jo Ann Mills White

Happy Birthday Jo Ann

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Happy Birthday Tony Holt


Monday, December 7, 2009

Recommended Reading

The Hero’s Choice

If you don’t like what is happening, you have to consciously make new choices about how you think, feel and act.

Roger K. Allen

I am constantly searching for new ways to share valuable life’s lessons with others. I recently read a life changing book which has a series of lessons wrapped in a very emotionally compelling story. I would like to share some insights from this book.

The story is fictional but the characters are so real and their actions so commonplace you will no doubt be able to identify with them.

The story centers around Hal, a very successful real estate developer. He is a very typical entrepreneur and dedicated businessman. But his world comes crashing down around him because he fails to consider and include others in his decisions. He makes a lot of wrong choices. As his world gets turned upside down, he resorts to his typical behavior – to run and hide.

Instead of drawing closer to his family and friends, he grows angry, blames others and further isolates himself. Quite by accident he meets a quite remarkable stranger who guides him to see his mistakes and eventually change his life. The story will certainly make you smile but it will also bring tears to your eyes.

One of the important lessons is about the 3 Rs. This is not what you learned in grade school. Here the 3 Rs are: Reality + Responsibility = Results.

“Reality is what is or the way things are. Reality exists independently of our opinions about it. Embrace it and find peace. Resist it and find pain.”

“Responsibility. The choices we make about how we think, feel and act about reality. The quality of our life depends on our ability to make good choices.”

“Results. The consequences or outcomes we get from the choices we make. Results are a function of the other 2 Rs.”

There are a number of other valuable lessons in this book. You will be moved by it and will gain some valuable insights.

In addition to the valuable lessons you will read a very heart warming story that will leave you feeling better than before you read it. The story is fast moving, a real page turner. I believe anyone can benefit from this book.

It would make a great gift. I highly recommend you pick up a copy. It is well worth reading.

I have posted a review of the book on Click on the title to go to the review.

You have to feel your emotion before you can take responsibility and move beyond it.

Roger K. Allen

(Link to

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Happy Birthday To All

Happy Birthday to All Classmates in 2009!!
For most of us, next year is the big 70!

Christmas for the Elderly by Maxine

It was the 24th of December
And we were too old, you see.
There's no way Santa would come to our home
And leave something under our little tree.

Our children were all grown and had left us,
Each with their own family plan.
They couldn't come home for Christmas,
They were scattered all over this land.

Just Pop and me sitting here,
All alone in our warm cozy home.
The fire in the fireplace was crackling,
But the Christmas excitement was gone.

We started remembering the good times,
And the Christmases in the past.
We each had a favorite memory,
Memories that I hoped would last.

We weren't putting toys together this year.
There is no wagon with a missing wheel.
There's no need to make Christmas cookies,
We will just have a small meal.

The greatest gift a grown child can give
To a parent who loves them so much,
Is not something wrapped with a pretty bow,
But to just simply feel their touch.

A hug and a simple "I Love You"
Can heal many a weary heart.
It's so sad that we have to live in a world
Where jobs can tear us apart.

Listen Pop!! Was that the doorbell I heard??
Or the wind blowing on this cold clear night??
Christmas carols were playing, but I wanted to see,
The full moon and stars were a beautiful sight.

I wanted to take just one more look,
And be sure the Magic was still there.
The door swung open, and I couldn't speak.
"Merry Christmas Mom and Dad, we made it, We're here."

Of all the presents they brought us,
Wrapped with pretty bows and such,
The only one I remember now
Is what it was like to feel their touch.

So stay in touch with your parents,
Let them know how you feel.
And tell your parents you love them,
It's amazing what love can heal.

St. Nicholas - Saint of the Day - December 6th

The absence of the “hard facts” of history is not necessarily an obstacle to the popularity of saints, as the devotion to St. Nicholas shows. Both the Eastern and Western Churches honor him, and it is claimed that, after the Blessed Virgin, he is the saint most pictured by Christian artists. And yet, historically, we can pinpoint only the fact that Nicholas was the fourth-century bishop of Myra, a city in Lycia, a province of Asia Minor.

As with many of the saints, however, we are able to capture the relationship which Nicholas had with God through the admiration which Christians have had for him—an admiration expressed in the colorful stories which have been told and retold through the centuries.

Perhaps the best-known story about Nicholas concerns his charity toward a poor man who was unable to provide dowries for his three daughters of marriageable age. Rather than see them forced into prostitution, Nicholas secretly tossed a bag of gold through the poor man’s window on three separate occasions, thus enabling the daughters to be married. Over the centuries, this particular legend evolved into the custom of gift-giving on the saint’s feast. In the English-speaking countries, St. Nicholas became, by a twist of the tongue, Santa Claus—further expanding the example of generosity portrayed by this holy bishop.

The critical eye of modern history makes us take a deeper look at the legends surrounding St. Nicholas. But perhaps we can utilize the lesson taught by his legendary charity, look deeper at our approach to material goods in the Christmas season and seek ways to extend our sharing to those in real need.

Source: American

Friday, December 4, 2009

Check on the Elderly by Maxine

I am a child of the 40's, a survivor of WWII, and I paid attention, watching my parents survive with very little.

The weather report said "There will be a freeze in our area, with 80% accumulation of up to 2 inches of snow." Well, that got my attention, and triggered a survival mode in me. We live in the rural countryside, where power lines can get heavy with ice and break, or trees can fall from the weight of ice. I knew this, so I thought about what would happen if we lost power.

Loss of power means no heat, no cooking, and no well water to even flush toilets. So, I filled up the bathtub with water for flushing, filled several jugs for other things, we built a fire in the fireplace, lit a few candles, located flashlights and things we might need to put our hands on in the dark. Then I started cooking. I knew a big pot of pinto beans with ham hocks, a big boiler of rice and a pan of cornbread would keep on the stove in an emergency. And a big peach cobbler would be good by the fireside. These are staples that can be added to and warmed over the coals in the fireplace, or outside grill.

Right on schedule, we started getting sleet mixed with snow and a light drizzle. The temperature started dropping, but we were ready for the worst.

I went down to the bridge that leads up to our house. It is 140 feet long and it is the only way in or out from our house. It goes over our lake. This bridge had a 1/2 inch solid sheet of ice on it. I went back inside and told my husband there was no way we could drive over the bridge and that we would be here alone and could spend a quiet peaceful day together. There is no way anyone could get in. The electric gate was closed and no one could drive over the bridge. We were ready for the power to go out. No problem for us!! All of a sudden, just as expected, NO ELECTRICITY!!

We snuggled in for a cold winter's day, enjoying the last of the morning coffee, watching the fire and cuddling our 4 dachshunds, when all of a sudden we heard the sound of spinning tires and traffic on the bridge. We ran to the window and looked in wonder. What is going on???? Several cars had made their way in to our property and was trying to get across the bridge to our house.

These local young people that we had met since moving here, were arriving with panic in their eyes. I thought they were evacuating town.

They told us that the local radio station announced "IF YOU CAN HEAR THIS MESSAGE, GO CHECK ON THE ELDERLY!!"

Well, that tells you where we stand with the locals. We all had a good laugh and they were so glad I had PLENTY for all to eat.

The power was out for several hours, but since we were "elderly" the power company got right on reconnecting us.

Age has its advantages!!

Just another fun day here in the Garden of Eatin'


1957 Menu from Woolworth

Monday, November 30, 2009

Sunday, November 29, 2009

73,000 healthy pets killed in 2008 in Mississippi

This is my rant for the day.

You can bet that the number for 2009 is up, and the number is up in other states as well because of the economy. This article in today's coast newspaper, The Sun Herald, makes a disgusting statement about the irresponsibility and indifference of pet owners and the public and yes, how little life is valued. Don't say "They are ONLY dogs - they are ONLY cats." They are God's creatures, and we are charged to care for them.

There are other statistics which could be added: (1) the number of dogs who died from heart worm because the owners would not spend $5 a month for heart worm prevention; and (2) the number of pets who died from abuse and neglect. One glaring fact hit me after Katrina and that was the huge number of dogs in Louisiana, rescued after the hurricane, who were reported to have heart worm. Mississippi would be no different.

Pope John Paul II referred to the culture of death in our world today. The maltreatment of animals and the family pet is another symptom of the bigger picture.

Article from The Sun Herald:

The No. 1 killer of dogs and cats in Mississippi is euthanasia. A study conducted by the Humane Society of the United States found 73,000 pets were euthanized in Mississippi shelters last year. That’s almost three animals for every household in Gulfport.

The real reason they died is no one cared. What can you do to help? If you want a pet, adopt, don’t buy. Your local shelter is full of animals just waiting for someone to love them. If you already have a pet, make sure it does not reproduce. For more information, call 863-3354 ex. 130.

David Waltman, is the clinic director of the Louise Fenner Claiborne Spay Neuter Clinic at the Humane Society of South Mississippi.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving

"Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good;
his love endures forever." Psalm 107:1

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Happy Birthday to Jewel Partridge Williams

Happy Birthday

Jewel Partridge Williams

Saturday, November 21, 2009


Murphy has been my foster for a year now. Because of the economic downturn, there are many Maltese with my rescue group who are in foster care, awaiting adoption. Placement is very slow. I foster for Northcentral Maltese Rescue. Please go to Poppy's Blog to see videos and pictures of Murphy and read about him, and to Northcentral Maltese Rescue page for adoption application forms and information. Or call Mary Palmer at 262-633-9371. Murphy wants to go home! (with you or your friend)


‘The Blind Side’ Arrives In Theaters Friday -—Official Web Site of University of Mississippi Athletics

‘The Blind Side’ Arrives In Theaters Friday -—Official Web Site of University of Mississippi Athletics

Did You Know?

Happy Birthday Jim Farr


Wednesday, November 18, 2009

I'll Be Home Again

I was born in Oxford, MS, in 1940, and named Ouida Landreth. I began kindergarten in 1945. It was located near St. Peter’s Episcopal Church but on the opposite side of the street. I began first grade at Oxford Elementary School, across the street from St. Peter’s. It was torn down to build a new federal building many years later. I attended the First Baptist Church in the church building that few will remember. It was torn down in the 50’s and was on Van Buren Avenue, across the street from the present church. As I recalled the new building was dedicated in about 1950 or 1951, and I was the first one baptized there. (In my 50’s I converted to the Roman Catholic Church.)

I went to school with David Blaylock (father owned Blaylock’s Drug Store where Square Books is now), Brenda New (a year younger, father owned New’s Drug Store), Roslyn Neilson (a year younger, father owned Neilson’s Dept. Store), Margaret Gathright (father was an owner of Gathright-Reed), Virginia Lamb (mother owned dry cleaners which was near Leslie Drug Store), Carolyn Bickerstaff (daughter of Dr. Bickerstaff who taught in the Math Dept. at Ole Miss and Mrs. Bickerstaff who taught English), and Betty Jo Hilbun (whose father had a business called Huggins & Hilbun). I also went to school with Carolyn King, Jean Johnson and Betty Francis Wilson.  (Carolyn, Jean and I moved away and so did not finish high school in Oxford.)  There were so many others I could tell about as everyone knew everyone in this small town.

I went to the movies at the only two places in town – the Lyric Theatre and Ritz. The Lyric is where the world premier showing of "Intruder in the Dust," was held in 1949. It was based on Faulkner's novel and filmed in Oxford. The Oxford I grew up in and remember best is Faulkner’s Oxford, and I often saw him around the square. In fact, the Oxford I visualize is mainly found in the book, William Faulkner, The Cofield Collection, published in the 70’s. For example, I remember where the First National Bank was in the 40’s on the square but have no idea what is there now.

At one time my family lived next door to the Pettis family (Pettis Cigar, I think, on Jackson Ave.). I believe the address was 510 or 512 University Avenue, next door to the Mary Buie Museum. Every Easter I was always given an Easter chicken or a duck. They usually went to live on my grandparents’ farm, but one remained in town with us. He liked to chase girls up and down University Avenue and also liked to go strolling to the square. One of the taxi drivers always brought him home. Such was the wonder and joy of living in this small town.

My dad and mom rented the downstairs apartment to Bo Bowen, an Ole Miss football player and his wife. They had a baby son who also played football for Ole Miss later. Johnny Vaught arrived at Ole Miss in the 40’s, and I grew up always assuming that Ole Miss would win every game. I went to games with my parents, and Vaught was one of their friends. His farm was located near family property on Highway 6 West. I understand he lived there until his death.

One of the things I have always loved about Oxford has been stories about some of the folks. Motee Daniels, for example, was one of the local characters. The first time I saw him was at an Ole Miss football game in the 40’s. He worked for Jack Daniels at the time, so my dad said. He was decked out in a colorful outfit, drinking Jack Daniels from an animal flask with the opening in a rear location. Later, in the 60’s, I met him in the attorney’s office where I worked on the square. Motee visited almost daily and entertained me with funny stories about his adventures, none of which I can remember.

For all you Oxford lovers, my childhood friends and I could walk around the square with you and tell you many stories about what used to be. Before I leave this earth, I’ll be home again. You betcha.

(Dear Class, this was written for other purposes, and I need a web place to park it to share with some others. In any event, I hope you enjoy.)

Gregorian Chant 24/7

Gregorian Chant 24/7

Eternal Rest for Velma Bailey

Eternal rest grant unto her, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon her.
May the souls of the faithful departed,
through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

Bob Bailey's Mother, Velma Garrison Bailey

Graveside services for Velma Garrison Bailey will be held Wednesday at 9:30 a.m. at Magnolia Cemetery with the Rev. Wayne Smith officiating. Burial will be in Magnolia Cemetery with Robert Barham Family Funeral Home in charge of arrangements. Mrs. Bailey, 100, of Meridian, died Monday, Nov., 16, 2009, at Anderson Regional Medical Center. Born on November 26, 1908, she was a lifelong member of 15th Avenue Baptist Church.

Mrs. Bailey will be remembered as a loving mother, grandmother and faithful wife. Survivors include her daughter, Martha Bancroft and her husband, E.C., of Meridian; son, Bob Bailey and his wife, Amanda, of Yazoo City; granddaughters, Ann Weddington and her husband Alex of Meridian and Mollie Stock of Greenville; grandsons, Bruce Bancroft and his wife Tina of Madison, Scott Bancroft and his wife Alicia of Meridian, Hayes Dent and his wife Carolyn of Jackson and Richard Dent of Denver, Colo.; great-granddaughters, Lindsey Bancroft and Bailey Weddington of Meridian, Sloan Bancroft of Ridgeland, Trinity Bancroft of Madison, Margaret Dent of Jackson and Annie Kinkead Dent and Cary Dent of Denver, Colo.; great-grandsons, Conner Bancroft and Eli Bancroft of Meridian, Hayes Dent III and Kinkead Dent of Jackson and Knox Dent of Denver, Colo.; and caregiver, Shirley Adkins. She was preceded in death by her husband, J.B. Bailey; son, Johnnie B. Bailey Jr.; parents, George Laurence and Annie Ford Garrison; sister, Exie Beagle; great-granddaughter, Maggie Jones; and great-grandson, Stokes Jones.

The family requests memorials be made to 15th Avenue Baptist Church Building Fund, 1318 15th Avenue, Meridian, Miss. 39301. Visitation will be Wednesday, from 10:30 a.m.-11:30 a.m. at 15th Avenue Baptist Church.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Help the Animal Rescue Site With A Daily Click

The Animal Rescue Site is having trouble getting enough people to click on it daily so they can meet their quota of getting FREE FOOD donated every day to abused and neglected animals. It takes less than a minute (about 15 seconds) to go to their site and click on the purple box 'fund food for animals for free'. This doesn't cost you a thing. Their corporate sponsors/advertisers use the number of daily visits to donate food to abandoned/neglected animals in exchange for advertising.

To further assist, a linked image has been placed above the post section on this blog. Click the image and it will take you to the Animal Rescue Site where you will see the purple box to click. It only takes a minute.

Here's the web site: . Please pass it along to people you know.

Class of 1957 Pictures

This darling little fellow's name is Michael.
Guess who his mom and dad are.
Picture was made in about 1974.

Gay & David Elliott at All Saints Episcopal School Reunion.

David Elliott at ASES Reunion

(from Bob Chatham)

Left to right, Gordon Kent, Les Rooker, Bob Haygood,
and Bob Chatham

Henry "Tootie" Dunnam and Herschel Anderson.
(Herschel died in March 2007.)

Jerry Brown and Kay Henson.
(Jerry died in Sep 2005.)

Joy McRae, Virginia Ann Walker, Peggy Joyce Shirley,
and Sue Clinton Russell.

Mary Hope Baker, Faye Carol Hall, and Russelyn Dennis.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

St. Theresa's Prayer

May today there be peace within.
May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibiliti​es that are born of faith.
May you use those gifts that you have received,
and pass on the love that has been given to you.
May you be content knowing you are a child of God.
Let this presence settle into your bones,
and allow your soul the freedom to sing,
Dance​, praise and love.
It is there for each and every one of us.

Happy Birthday Ron Adams

Friday, November 13, 2009

The Blind Side - Story of Michael Oher

Michael Jerome Oher (born Michael Jerome Williams Jr. on May 28, 1986) is an American professional football player for the Baltimore Ravens. He played college football at, and graduated from, the University of Mississippi (Ole Miss). His life prior to college is the subject of Michael Lewis's 2006 book, The Blind Side: Evolution of a Game, and a movie titled The Blind Side, scheduled to be released on November 20, 2009. Wikipedia.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Happy Birthday Mike Davis

Happy Birthday!!

Happy Birthday Carolyn Tanner Kozman


Wednesday, November 11, 2009

They Mattered

By Richard Wilbur, from On Freedom's Ground, III (Like a Great Statue)

Mourn for the dead who died for this country,
Whose minds went dark at the edge of a field,
In the muck of a trench, on the beachhead sand,
In a blast amidships, a burst in the air.
What did they think of before they forgot us?
In the blink of time before they forgot us?
The glare and whiskey of Saturday evening?
The drone or lilt of their family voices?
The bend of a trout stream? A fresh-made bed?
The sound of a lathe, or the scent of sawdust?
The mouth of a woman? A prayer? Who knows?
Let us not force them to speak in chorus,
These men diverse in their names and faces
Who lived in a land where a life could be chosen.
Say that they mattered, alive and after;
That they gave us time to become what we could.

(Thanks to What Does This Prayer Really Say)

Veterans Day - November 11, 2009

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Happy Birthday Bill Tatum

These fellows are rushing to your house,
to wish you a happy birthday and eat birthday cake!

Sunday, November 8, 2009


My daughter, Debbie writes for a newspaper in Livingston, Texas, and they were discussing the medicinal value of onions and garlic. She asked me for my opinion, since I am old and wise. This is what I sent to her, and she published it in her paper. It has created such a stir, I might should have kept my mouth shut. HeeHee. Now those people are asking me to write a book.

Subject: Onions

All I know for a fact is, my Grandmother Reeder always wore a little white cloth bag of "stuff" around her neck that reeked of onion and garlic. She called it asafetida. It was used to repel all diseases and illnesses. All of us grandchildren never got close enough to her to give her any disease.

She lived to be 89, had 9 living children, never went to a doctor in her life, pulled all her own teeth and could eat anything that didn't eat her first. She dipped Garrett snuff, the bottle had to have 4 dots on the bottom, (strong) and she could out spit everyone in the family. She never wore any false teeth, hated them, but she loved to cook in old cast iron pots, some of which I still have, and she laughed just like my Daddy.

I watched as she beat my Grandfather over the head with her shoe, then grabbed an extension cord and began to whip the tar out of him with that too. I don't remember what he did to deserve it, because I was little, but I figured he must have needed it.

She was "THE MAMA" and Mama ran the house back then. Her hair was thick and white as snow gathered on a pine branch right after a winter snowfall and her eyes were so blue, you could almost fall into them, but when she got mad, she got quiet, and that was the loudest noise I ever heard.

I didn't get to really know her until she got older, I was always afraid of her and I didn't like to hug her for the smell that was hers personally, but I loved my Daddy, and so I had to love her too.

I wonder what my grandchildren will remember about me someday?

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Cats Close out Regular Season

The Meridian High Wildcats closed out the 2009 regular season with a convincing 54-12win over the Terry Bulldogs. The Cats are Region 3 champs and will host a first round playoff game within the friendly confines of Ray Stadium next Friday, Nov.13. Their opponent will be determined tomorrow.

Go Cats Go!

Gabriel & Stanley

This was sent to me by Larry Tyner. It reminds me of a good marriage: playful, accepting and content.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Civil War Site

If you enjoy Civil War history, this is a great site to explore. Be sure to click on Original Photos, on the left of page. These are original black and white pictures. You can click to enlarge and see a caption. The Civil War Events tab at the top will keep you busy with all the States info.

Thursday, November 5, 2009


This great photo was taken by my son Peter. These beautiful fall days make me happy to be alive.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Happy Birthday Annette Walley Hall