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Carey
Chapel & Mt. Pleasant News Teel family reunion set for Saturday Did you know there are over 125 different animals mentioned in the Bible? FBC, of Mt. Pleasant, will host “Animals of the Bible,” on Saturday Aug. 5, from noon until 2 p.m. All children from age kindergarten to 6th grade are invited to attend and learn about some of these animals. There will be food and fun. These many different animals will be brought to the church by the Memphis Zoo Wildlife on Wheels Program. Come and enjoy many big surprises. The Teel family reunion will be held Saturday, Aug. 5 from 9 a.m. -until at the Wall Doxey State Park lodge. There will be food, fun and fellowship. There will be generation pictures, door prizes, crafts, games and singing. Bring gifts for door prizes and your sense of humor. If you are kin to the Teels, or think you are, please come. We even welcome visitors. Cordelia Stacks visited family members in West Point recently. Fran Hillard, her daughter Becky, and son-in-law Romone, visited longtime friends in Dallas, Texas last week. Patricia Teel took me to Rayner Eye Clinic in Oxford on Thursday. I received a good report. Alfred and Bobbie Loftin, along with their family, enjoyed a vacation at Orange Beach, Ala. recently. Madge Winburn from Hickory Flat, Leah, Michael, Wesley and Morgan Green, of the Bethlehem community, Kathy Goode, Patricia, Hannah and Noah Teel visited me on Tuesday afternoon. Ralph Thompson is home from Baptist Collierville Hospital improving. Lillian Wright is a patient at Baptist East Hospital for medical treatments. Please pray for Lillian and her husband Jack. Arnold and Kathy Goode attended Arnold’s 40th class reunion in New Albany on Saturday. They also visited his aunt, Mae Boatner. I Remember Many years ago my husband found an old dinner bell for sale. He bought it because he had always wanted one. That bell was hung on a tall pole with a rope and reminds me of all those times on the farm when we would strain our ears each day listening for the sound of the dinner bell. In the spring and summer we chopped cotton, corn, watermelons, the garden and in the truck patches. I would be so tired from using that hoe for so many hours that at night I would still be chopping in my dreams. We didn’t know what it was to play around on a weekday. Even if it rained there were all kinds of chores to do in the house any day. We were always ready to fall into the bed at night for a night of rest. I remember being out in the cotton field and about mid-morning, the sun would be beaming down. We would get so hot, sweaty, thirsty and tired. The only special treat was the few times we could run to the shade tree, where we left the old brown jug, and drink water until it almost made us sick. That’s where the old dinner bell played its part. How sweet it was to hear the dinner bell ringing. They would sound in every direction. I guess if someone asked me about my favorite symphony, I could easily tell them it was the sweet music that these dinner bells made. We would throw down our hoes, or if we were picking cotton, our cotton sacks came off in a hurry. We may have been tired, but we sure made good time on the way to the house. Oh, how I could go on into another whole story about how good those hot dinners tasted. Most of the time Mama stayed home and cooked dinner for us. Can’t you farm folks just taste that hunk of cornbread sopped in a plate of boiled cabbage juice, and maybe some green beans cooked down in a black pot with a big piece of fat pork meat in them? Can’t you just taste a good butter roll? Dear, dear, I must return to my story. We had no telephones, so the dinner bell was rung on many occasions - if there was a death, someone was hurt, or a disaster like fire. Sometimes when the wind was just right the old bells could be heard for miles. Times have changed so much, and, of course, everyone would say for the better. But, sometimes I long for some of those good old days of the past, when little things like listening for a bell would be exciting. Report News:
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