Merry Christmas from Ole Miss Girl

Meridian Postcards

There are some great old postcards of Meridian at this site. Click on the pictures to enlarge.

http://usgwarchives.org/ms/lauderdale/postcards/ppcs-laud.html

God's Minute

SIRACH (ECCLESIASTICUS) 7:32-36

Stretch forth your hand to the poor, so that your blessing may be complete. Give graciously to all the living, and withhold not kindness from the dead. Do not fail those who weep, but mourn with those who mourn. Do not shrink from visiting a sick man, because for such deeds you will be loved. In all you do, remember the end of your life, and then you will never sin.

Thanksgiving Thoughts

Happiness is not a matter of good fortune or worldly possessions. It’s a mental attitude. It comes from appreciating what we have, instead of being miserable about what we don’t have. It’s so simple – yet so difficult for the human mind to comprehend.

Bill and Lisa Hazelden


Develop an Attitude of Gratitude

Do the following each day:

Think of three things you are grateful for.

Express your gratitude to at least three people in your life.

Find three ways to give of yourself.

It is not the man who has too little, but the man who craves more that is poor.

Seneca

Rita Is At Home

Rita has discontinued dialysis and is at home now. Her home address is 6128 15th Ave., Meridian MS 39305. Please pray for Rita, James and their sons and family. They need our prayers and to know how very much we care about them.

"Imprint"

"Imprint"

I remember you.
You fluttered through my life
And left your imprint on my soul.

"I Remember You"

Poem Posted by Ole Miss Girl

P.S. 11-29-08 Told you so.

God's Minute

GENESIS 1:1-5

In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep; and the Spirit of God was moving over the face of the waters.

And God said, "Let there be light"; and there was light. And God saw that the light was good; and God separated the light from the darkness. God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And there was evening and there was morning, one day.

JOHN 1:1-5

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God; all things were made through him, and without him was not anything made that was made. In him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

MORE FALL PHOTOS

Here are some more fall leaves (what's left of them) that I couldn't help photographing for the blog. This land belongs to Jack Warner, and used to be his horse farm when he was into that. This is a block from our house in Tuscaloosa. Warner owns a museum of American art that he has collected, and it is considered one of the major collections of its type in the world. He makes loans to major museums throughout the world.

CRESCENT CITY GRILL REUNION PHOTO

You know who the girls are (named in the photo below), so here are the guys' names. In front is Jere Skelton. Behind Patsy on far left is her husband Delmer Carlisle. Next to Joyce Thompson Rogers is her friend Milo Beasly. Next to Joyce Giles is her friend Otis Weir. Next to Margie is her husband Earl Robinson.

Ronnie Norris, Patricia's husband, made the photos, so is not included. Thanks, Ronnie.

CRESCENT CITY GRILL REUNION 10/24

Patricia Vaughn Norris kindly sent me these photos to post. Many didn't make it to the Philadelphia reunion, but still wanted to meet.

Front: Patsy Craven Talbert Carlisle

Row 1: Linda Thompson Butler, Eula Fay Neal Latham, Carolyn Tanner Kozman, Beth Hobgood Clark, Rita Ward Alexander, Patricia Vaughn Norris

Row 2: Joyce Bragg Giles, Joyce Thompson Rogers, Jewel Partridge Williams, Charlotte Belk Giles, Patsy Ward Rogers, Margie Godwin Robinson, Fay Stoudermire Skelton,

PHOTO OF MILLIE MAJORS JONES & HUSBAND GEORGE

HERE'S A GREAT PICTURE OF MILLIE MAJORS JONES & HUSBAND GEORGE. MILLIE AND I EMAIL A LOT, AND I ASKED HER FOR A PICTURE TO POST. MILLIE, YOU'RE STILL LOOKING GREAT! IF YOU WANT TO COMMENT, CLICK ON THE WORD "COMMENT" BELOW.

Reunion DVD

Hi Classmates,

We had one person (so far) who had trouble viewing their DVD. If anyone else has had a problem, please e-mail us and let us know. We don't want anyone having a blank DVD. Guess 1 out of 70 isn't too bad, but it's not acceptable.

Ron & Mary Jane (heisty@bellsouth.net)

Name Your Classmates

Who are these dateless dolls from 1953?

THANKSGIVING TRIVIA QUIZ

Click on the URL below to see how much you know about Thanksgiving:

http://home.aristotle.net/Thanksgiving/trivia.asp

Peggy Edwards sent this to me.

Click on "comment" below to tell us your score.

MORE FALL PHOTOS

Here is a Bradford Pear tree and some kind of vine, whose berries I found extremely colorful. Anyone know what it is?

Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow

SUNG BY LOUIS AT THE REUNION

Last Memories of My Mom and Dad

"Forever Young"

My Mom and Dad
Picture made in 1939,
about the time they married.

Beth's recent e-mail to us about nursing home residents brought back memories of my father. He was living at home but not well, mentally or physically. Then his wife discovered that she had terminal cancer and went to live with her sister so that she would have someone to care for her. My father went to a nursing home in Oxford. He was in his early 80's.

The nursing home was the sadest place I have ever been in. Daddy said that all of them were put there to wait to die. He said it was a warehouse. He had stopped smoking, but started again. He opened himself a charge account at a drug store across the street and had cigarettes delivered.

I would visit and find him buzzing around in his wheelchair, teasing the other residents. He would make me lie down on his bed to rest as it had not been long since my heart surgery. He was still trying to take care of his little girl who could not help him in this sadest and last period of his life. My last visit to the nursing home was to accompany him to the hospital where he spent his last days.

Fast forward several more years, my mom was in the hospital in Meridian after a stroke. She was unable to talk, walk or move her right side. My mom had always been very reserve and distant with her affection. No hugs except when saying goodbye. During her last days, I gave her what I had needed to get all my life – lots of hugs, kisses and touching. I told her over and over that I loved her. I will never forget the long periods she spent looking into my eyes. They say that a mother bonds with her baby while looking deeply into their eyes. That’s what we did during her last days.

One afternoon, the nurses propped her up in a chair. She dozed. Again, I went to sleep in a parent’s hospital bed, holding her hand. We were so hopeful for her to get better, but it was not to be. Within about a week, God kissed her with his mercy and took her to himself.