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Carey Chapel & Mt. Pleasant News Allene Teel Baby dedication held in honor of Anna Jo McClure A
baby dedication was held at First Baptist Mt. Pleasant Sunday morning,
Jan. 6, for little Anna Jo, daughter of Kevin and Amanda McClure. Bro.
Eddie Holmes from Jackson, Tenn., a former pastor, did the honor. A
host of relatives and friends attended the occasion. After church
services, there was a reception at Kevin and Amanda’s home. Bro. Eddie also preached the message Sunday morning and wife Maria sang a special. It was good to see Bro. Troy Styers, wife Kristy and daughter Hannah at church Sunday. On Jan. 13, a new discipleship training class will begin at First Baptist Church Mt. Pleasant, taught by Pat Le Belle. My
sister, Floy, is feeling better. Her daughter, Phyllis, brought her
home to check on things. She is facing another surgery soon. She needs
our prayers. This will be my last news column in
The South Reporter. Since technology has taken over it is time for me
to lay my pen down. It says in the Bible in Ecclesiastes, there is a
time for everything and it is time for me to quit writing. It has been
educational and a joy writing these many years. Thanks to the editor, the staff and also to the readers. It has been a pleasure. Thirty-two Carey Chapel Baptist Church Keenagers met Dec. 4 for their Christmas covered dish luncheon. Everyone
outdid themselves on cooking. Their favorite dishes and desserts were
wonderful. When you don’t come you miss a treat. All you have to do is
bring a covered dish and come join in the fun and fellowship the first
Tuesday of the month at 11:30. We had some
wonderful gifts. We all brought a white elephant gift from home and
played “Dirty Santa.” But after Dirty Santa were beautiful gifts;
everyone really got good treasures. After we got
through playing we played a game of swap. If someone had something you
really liked and they would swap with you then you swapped. Some did. Mable
Cothern received a big present under our Christmas tree. She opened it
and it was a man. But she didn’t get to keep him, he was already taken.
But, we had a great laugh on her. Clyde and Edna Joyner got sung to by
monkeys. You never know who might show up to entertain you. The
table was decorated with small gold and silver Christmas trees and
baskets; when everyone left they were given one. Santa Claus had
dropped them off earlier for them. Everyone was given candy canes to make them sweet. All were dressed in Christmas attire so it put everyone in the Christmas spirit early. I Remember I
remember after I married into the Teel family, every year at the Fourth
of July, we celebrated by cooking two big black pots of stew. It was
about the time fresh vegetables were beginning to be plentiful in the
gardens. All the kinfolks and neighbors were
invited to the celebration. Each one was told to bring vegetables and
meat or just whatever they had to go in the stew, and to bring bowls
and spoons. There were crackers, corn bread, cakes and pies. What
a crowd we would have. Babies, young kids, youth, middle age and old.
There were people everywhere on the front porch, the yard and under
shade trees. I was the one who did most of the
seeing after the stew, putting the seasoning in water when needed and
stirring both pots with a long paddle that was used during hog killing
to stir lard. The men kept the wood under the pots for the stew to cook. At
12 o’clock, the stew was ready. There was plenty for everyone. After
everyone had eaten it was time to play baseball in the cow pasture. It
was fun to watch the game. A lot of kinfolks
stayed for supper. There was enough stew left and homemade ice cream
was made. After everyone was full of stew and ice cream, a water fight
began. Everyone went home wet. What a day, a good time was had by all. I
wish sometimes for some of those good old days. I reminisce a lot
thinking back of all the good times I’ve had when I married in the Teel
family 62 years ago. Most all have passed away. Just only the young
generation now are left. We still have family reunions at Wall Doxey State Park. But it’s not the same like it was in the “good old days.”
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