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Chapel & Mt. Pleasant News
Allene Teel
Homecoming
and Harvest Festival set for Sunday
Bro. Don LaBelle from Collierville preached
at First Baptist Mt. Pleasant Sunday morning and evening Sept. 23. He
was accompanied by his wife.
Remember Homecoming and Harvest Festival
at Carey Chapel Baptist Church, Oct. 7
Several ladies from First Baptist Mt.
Pleasant enjoyed a fish dinner at the Storehouse Restaurant in Slayden
recently.
Several from the community attended Grandparents
Day at Rossville Christian Academy Thursday, Sept. 27. Each class from
kindergarten up to fourth grade put on a wonderful program. The grandparents
visited their grandchild’s classroom. The teacher had each child
to introduce their grandparents and what they like to do with them.
Cake and punch were served as refreshments.
A birthday dinner with all the trimmings
honoring Ivy Teel Sunday, Sept. 23. A host of relatives attended.
Shirley Fortner had surgery at Methodist
Germantown Hospital recently. A get well wish is sent to her.
Martha Fant from Holly Springs visited
me Wednesday afternoon.
Those on the sick list are Philip Teel,
Floy Wilson, Carol Gardner, Shirley Fortner and Hershel Cummings.
On Sept. 4, 25 Keenagers at Carey Chapel
Baptist Church met for Western Round Up. Everyone came dressed in Western
wear and brought a Western covered dish for lunch.
Bro. Frank Feathers and his wife were
our guests. He came to play his guitar for us.
After lunch, we sang songs like “Clementine,”
“Back in the Saddle Again,” “Yellow Rose of Texas,”
“Home on the Range.” Without June Clark’s help we
couldn’t have sung those songs. We went on to sing “She’ll
Be Coming Round the Mountain,” “Knot on the Log,”
and many more oldies. Boy, we had a good old time.
You should have seen the camp fires down
the middle of our table and our horse and saddle set up on our barrel.
Many rode “our horse” when they had their picture made for
our memory board. What a sight!
What really was a sight was how our lady
cowgirls looked and our men in their Western wear, boots, guns and all.
Everyone had a great day - cowboys, cowgirls
and no Indians.
I Remember
Daddy always raised a bunch of pigs and
the lot he kept them in wasn’t in very good shape. The wire was
rusty and the posts rotten. The pigs found out that with a little rooting,
they could lift the wire and get out. They did this, it seemed, several
times a day.
Daddy had a dog named Jack (he never
tried my biscuits). Jack would run the pigs back into the lot time after
time. All Daddy had to do was say, “Jack go get them.” Jack
would leave the house running. In about five minutes, you could hear
a pig squealing. He would grab a pig by the ear, hold on for dear life,
and head him toward the house. All the other pigs were running trying
to get back in the lot. Jack had every one of those pigs’ ears
chewed up something awful.
Those pigs were too dumb or too scared
to try and get back in the lot the same way they got out, so we kids
had to go and open the gate. They were happy to get back in that lot
when Jack got through with them. But, like kids, they soon forgot and
out they would go again.
Each time they would get out Daddy would
go by the stove wood pile and pick up several sticks. He would sharpen
the sicks on one end, take his ax and drive it between the wire and
into the ground. I guess he used a wagon load of wood around that pig
lot. I wondered why he just didn’t build a wooden fence.
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