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Potts
Camp News Jack Clayton visits family here Potts Camp School has started. I enjoy seeing all the children and teachers across the street. All of my brothers and sisters attended there, also all of our children. It is special to us! Doris Goode of Hickory Flat has returned home after visiting her daughter, Norma Rogers in Florence, Ala. She and Mrs. Rogers, her mother-in-law from Ashland, had gone home with Norma after the recent bridal shower at Hickory Flat Methodist Church for Doris’ grandson, Justin Crain and his bride. Jack Clayton of Kentucky came to spend a few days with his dad, Joel Clayton and wife Joyce. Other family members visiting them were Ralph Clayton, Roger Clayton and JoAnn Mayer. Get well wishes to him! Teresa Hollingsworth, my grandson David’s wife, and daughters Suzette and Sarah Lambert, visited me on Friday. They stopped at New Albany to see Betty and David Greer. Thoughts I. For I am persuaded that neither death nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus Our Lord. Romans 8:38-39 II. You can believe a good doctrine, quote this right Scripture and have some faith, but is is only when you have the loving “Sprit of Christ” that you have the true inner witness that you are a child of His. III. What kind of example do you set before your children and others? What kind of influence we are is entirely up to us, but one thing to keep in mind is that the whole world is improved by one little good deed and is worsened by one little bad one. The most important lesson you can teach your children is about God and His love for us. “He loved us so much that He sent His only Son, Jesus Christ to die on the cross to save us from our sins. Every family serves God or something else. Poem
As we grow older we can dwell on the failures and hardships of the past, or we can remember God’s faithfulness, accept His discipline and keep looking to the future in faith. It’s the only way to avoid a bitter attitude. God bless Doris Walsh of Jackson called her brother, Fred Whaley, to tell him her son, Edward Whaley, age 54, of Florida had suffered a recent massive heart attack and died. We send our love and sympathy to the entire family. Their family and mine are all descendants of our town’s first settlers, Col. E.F. Potts, so we are cousins. We send our love and sympathy to Dorothy Mahoney in the recent death of her son, Patrick T. Mahoney, of Memphis, age 43. Last week a 76-year-old woman called from Arizona. She told me that her grandfather built our main Potts Camp School in 1924, after the two-story building burned. I started the first grade there in 1925. He also built Hickory Flat School. Then he built the Potts Camp CCC Camp in 1934. (I lost her name.) She hopes to visit me when she comes back. She remembered going to the CCC Camp as a child for “Open House.” My dad drove a group of us there that very day also. L.D. was a Potts Camp CCC boy when I married him. A 14-year-old girl, Shannon Potts, of Southaven was in town visiting relatives. They came to visit me. She was a cute, sweet girl. Her mother is Renee Potts. Another 5-year-old child comes to visit me with her aunt Bobbie, Kalah Foreman. She will attend West Union School this year. She is a darling little girl who hugs my neck. Prayer list: Martha Ross, Lena Fay Work, Carey Taylor, Elizabeth Williams, Mary Jo McCallum, Joe McCallum, Ollie Mansel, Jessie Pipkin, Lina Mae Rhea, Jean Derryberry, Jerry Work, Roy Foote, Joel Clayton; others who are sick or suffering; the men and women in the service. Until next week, God bless. Memories They say you can never go home again, but I have news for them! In my mind I can stand at my back door and clearly see the old barn in the lot, located near a branch of running water with white sand. We had fun playing there in the summer months. Sometimes James and I would play in the hay loft and swing down below where mother was milking the cow. James shucked the corn for the pigs in the pen, back of the garden, and I shelled corn to feed the chickens. One day James started jumping up and down and yelling; suddenly a mouse ran out his pants leg. We laughed at him. We always kept a cow; you couldn’t buy milk and butter at the stores. One of our favorite cows was called Aggie; we named her for Mr. Todd’s wife, Agnes of Hickory Flat. Daddy bought her one day when we visited their home, looking for a cow to buy. Mrs. Todd had lovely reddish, brown hair. We really loved her. Across the railroad tracks behind St. Mary’s CE Methodist Church, there was a pasture that Daddy rented to keep the cow. The shallow water in the creek behind the church was an ideal place for Aggie. Sometimes we fished there, and downstream there was a large swimming hole for boys; my brothers enjoyed it. Sometimes during the Depression years, hobos got off the train and camped out near the creek; they would come to our house and ask for food. (My mother always cooked an extra pan of biscuits to have ready for them.) We were not afraid of them. One day late in the afternoon, James and Bennie went to the pasture to bring Aggie home to milk. She had a young calf in the barn, so she started running to get to her calf and the fast train came around the curve and hit and killed Aggie. We all cried; it was almost like a funeral at our house. Since Daddy worked as depot agent, it was a loss to us in many ways. It was not the train’s fault. Report News:
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