Thursday, November 10, 2005
Large crowd attends church dedication
The Cornersville United Methodist Church held a Homecoming and Dedication services for their new pews on Sunday, Oct. 30. A large crowd attended, including members from the other churches on the Potts Camp Charge, Bethlehem and Potts Camp. Rev. Don Newton is the pastor of the Potts Camp Charge.
Until the 1930s, the people in Cornersville all worshiped in the same church. The late Kent Marett, who owned the famous “Kent Marett Store,” helped build the new Methodist Church in 1930. Later it had a kitchen and other rooms added.
Then the Cornersville Baptist Church built a nice church and parsonage. Bro. Joe Epting, a former pastor of First Baptist Church in Potts Camp, is the Cornersville Baptist Church pastor. They are special friends.
We were saddened by the recent death of a special friend, Evelyn Bready of Hickory Flat. She was the mother of my sister-in-law, Joanne Potts of Olive Branch, and also Tommy Bready of Covington, Tenn. She is also the grandmother of my niece, Pam Qualls of Saltillo, and my nephews, Alan Potts of Tupelo and Dean Potts of Hernando. She also had two granddaughters, Sherry and Mary Beth. She leaves three sisters, Doris Goode, Jerry Vanzant of Hickory Flat and Ann Mann of Memphis. Services were held at Hickory Flat; Bro. Brownie Tohill officiated.
Pauline Hutchens had surgery on her eyes recently. Her sons, Stanley Skelton and Sonny Skelton, both had recent surgery. We send get well wishes to them and our prayers.
Ray Foote had a serious operation last week, also another family member, Geraldine Pagan, had a heart attack. Pray for all of them.
We were saddened by the death of a longtime resident of Potts Camp and Hickory Flat, Alfred A.G. Maxey, on Monday, Oct. 31. He leaves a wife, Betty L. Maxey, who had recent surgery, and a sister, Geneva. Joyce Clayton and other friends drove to Ripley on Tuesday night for visiting hours.
The David Greer family had a Japanese business partner visit them in New Albany last week. They sell tractors. He is also a council to Spain. Pictures of Atsuhi (the visitor) and David Greer Jr. and David Greer Sr. appeared in The New Albany Gazette last week. My daughter, Betty Greer, works in the office.
Jimmy and Martha Hollingsworth called from Gulfport Saturday. They had gone back to visit their daughter, Sonya and Greg Kidd, at Pass Christian. (Her bridal shop is in Gulfport.) He said they were planning to attend services at the Gulfport Methodist Church on Sunday, where they are members, also Jimmy and Martha’s former home.) The Gulfport Baptist Church was destroyed in the recent hurricane.
II. It Shows in Your Face
III. Pray for peace! (This is very important at the time)
IV. Remember you are never alone; God is in control. He will guide and give you strength, for whatever the day might bring. Allow Him to help you reach out to others with a smile, a touch, a word, a prayer. As you help others, you will find joy and peace. Pray for others, all who suffer, those who are homeless and hungry, or lost loved ones. Our country needs prayers, it needs God’s blessings, now, more than it has for a long time. Always remember to pray for the fighting men and women. It breaks my heart to read about so many being killed. They are someone’s child.
Happy birthday to Rodney Whaley on Nov. 5, to Amanda Whaley Smith on Nov. 6 and Tracy Sanders on Nov. 6. Happy birthday to Liesa G. Blond, my granddaughter, and Martha Hollingsworth, my daughter-in-law, on Nov. 8; to Kyle Poole on Nov. 10; also Amanda Qualls, a niece, on Nov. 10; to Nikki P. Gurley on Nov. 11 and Lonzo Taylor on Nov. 11; to Harold Green on Nov. 12; and Shania Stanton on Nov. 12. Happy birthday to my special friend, Virgie Kelley on Nov. 13; to Jackie Hart Wilson on Nov. 14, and Carrie Jewell Taylor on Nov. 15.
Alan Gray, a former Potts Camp School teacher, fell off the roof of his house in Hickory Flat and broke his arm. Get well wishes to him. Alan Gray’s wife, Diane, is also on the sick list. They need our prayers.
Prayer list: Lucille Hutchens, Juanita Howell, Lena Faye Work, Mary Lois Gurley, Jean Derryberry, Dorothy Forester, Maxine Potts, Donna Marett, Terrell Lower, Mary Jo McCallum, Dene Randolph, Ollie Mansel, Betty Fincher, Willie Miller, Ella Rea Whaley and daughter Sue, Willie Thomas Wicker; those who have lost loved ones.
Railroads have always been a part of our town since Colonel Potts’ daughter, Mary Potts Reid, gave the land for a right-of-way, and the first depot was built in 1886, and named “Potts Camp.” It was two years before the first board meeting in 1888.
In earlier years trains were very important, and the most popular Christmas gift for young boys was a toy train set. Railroads seemed to get into a man’s system during the early days. Until my dad’s death the sound of an approaching train was music to his ear, also to the late Harry Jones who was once a brakesman.
We here in Potts Camp were sad when the old railroad system was demolished. Many people told about working in Memphis and riding home on the train for the weekend.
Betty Fincher had a job at the old, huge Sears store. My sister, Anne, also worked in Memphis with many friends; they all rode the trains home on the weekend. They stayed in a boarding place for women during the week.
The late Frank Johnson (we called him “Lighter”) worked on the railroad so long and loved it so much that he kept coming back to work after retirement age. Everyone loved the old man, so they gave him the job of hanging the mail and bringing the sack of mail for Potts Camp back to the old post office. He lived to be 100 years old; he always smiled and talked to everyone.
I remember seeing the old T Model and A Model cars and the old wagons at the depot; it seemed like everyone was waiting for the train. During the winter months, they were standing near the old pot bellied stove. As children, we would watch the tracks and run in to tell the others, “The train is coming!” Everyone rushed outside my brother Lindy would close his eyes until the engine passed.
Before the ’50s when they used the steam engine, they stopped at the Frisco Coal Chute for coal, and water from the water tank nearby. When the train rolled in at the depot, you could hear the chuff, chuff, chuff of the air pumps and rattling of the wheels against the tracks, then a sizzling, whistling sound as the steam leaked out. I still miss the old depot and coal chute. My dad was the depot agent for 40 years and we had a pass to ride free.
One reason people rode the trains during those days was because the roads and bridges were so bad, and the old cars were not dependable, especially in cold weather. We would get out and push the old T Model up the hill to get it started, then run and jump in and away we would go.
If it rained the windows were covered with fabric curtains and it was dark inside.
James was our driver after Daddy broke his hand while cranking the car.
The crank was on the front. James was 10 years old or maybe 12 when he started driving.
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