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Potts Camp News Dale Hollingsworth Happy birthday to Christopher Rowland Friends
and loved ones of Scottie Stanton, age 51, of Hickory Flat were shocked
at his sudden death of a heart attack. We send our love and sympathy to
his family. Please pray that Connie Work’s health will improve after the removal of her toes on one foot this week. Get well wishes to her! The
Potts Camp School children and teachers enjoyed being out of school on
Monday to celebrate Martin Luther King Day. We all remember and were
saddened by his tragic death. Fifth Sunday
Service, with dinner, will be held at Bethlehem Methodist Church, with
all three churches on the Potts Camp charge attending, including
Cornersville, Bethlehem and Potts Camp churches. Rev. Don Newton is the
pastor. We were saddened to hear of the loss of
Tawana Black’s home in the Macedonia community. We are happy to know
that she was not injured when her house was struck by lightning and
burned last week. Katherine Sundstrom, Carol
Hurdle and Mary Minor drove to Oxford on Monday to visit with former
classmates Barbara Shepard and Frances Daws. Frances now lives in
Hendersonville, Tenn., and was visiting with her sister for several
days. Happy birthday to Christopher Rowland on his seventh birthday, Jan. 28. Christopher and Jayne Rowland visited with their great-aunt Mary Minor on Sunday afternoon. Also,
happy second anniversary to Rebecca and Jonathon Moore of Holly
Springs. Rebecca is the granddaughter of Margaret Hart and
great-granddaughter of Mary Lois Gurley. Thought for the Day 1.
Matthew 25:35 “For I was hungry and you gave me meat, I was thirsty and
you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you took me in.” Prayer:
O, God, when I have food, help me to remember the hungry, when I have
work, help me to remember the jobless, when I have a warm home help me
to remember the homeless, when I am not in pain help me to remember
those who suffer and remembering help me to have compassion and love
enough to help by word or deed those who cry out for what we take for
granted. For Christ’s sake, amen. Thoughts 1.
When the curtain falls at the ends of the day, there are no reruns in
life’s dreams, so life to the fullest and enjoy every moment. 2. Praise the Lord and thank Him for all His blessings! 3. Help those in need, be kind and loving and pray for the sick. 4. Make someone happy, and you will be happy, too. 5. Put God first in your life, and He will bless you. 6. Music is one of God’s special gifts! Praise His name as you listen, or sing songs and hymns telling of His love. Poem O,
give us homes built upon the Savior, when Christ is counselor, head and
guide. Where every child is taught His love and favor and gives His
heart to Christ, the crucified. An artist
sought to paint the most beautiful picture in the world; so he asked a
clergyman what he thought was the most beautiful thing in the world.
The clergyman said, “Faith, you can find it in all the churches.” The
artist searched further and found a young bride. He asked her the same
question. “Love” was the answer. “Without it there can be no beauty.”
Going further, he asked a young soldier the same question. “Peace,” he
said, “is the most beautiful; war is ugly.” “Faith,
love, peace, how can I paint them?” wondered the artist. Entering his
home he saw faith in his children’s eyes, love is the voice of his wife
and there was peace that faith and love built. So he painted the most
beautiful picture in the world, and when he finished it he called it
“Home.” Pray for all the sick and sad people who
have lost loved ones. Pray for the people in Haiti after the terrible
earthquake. People there are suffering and need our help and prayers. Prayer
list: Charles Henderson, Diane Clayton, Henry Tutor, Sandy Byrd, Connie
Work, Lina Mae Rhea, L.D. Ford, G.R. Thompson, Mary Lois Gurley and all
who suffer. Memories Mr. Copeland’s visit to our town in the ’30s High
school days were wonderful! We printed a newspaper every week named
“The Windy Waves” (I was one of the reporters and typist). Our ball
teams (a winning team) were the Potts Camp Cardinals. We also had
wonderful programs at the school. Miss Eason,
music teacher, had glee clubs for all ages. A special woman, Sarah
Myers from Holly Springs, came to our school on the bus twice a week to
teach expression and tap dancing. My dad insisted I take expression (he
had always wanted to speak in public.) She gave us free tap dancing
because she needed more pupils. One day, Mr.
Copeland, who wrote for the “Commercial Appeal” during the mid ’30s in
Memphis, decided to bring his wife to his native state of Mississippi.
My dad always read us his articles. He said
when he crossed the imaginary line into Mississippi, the grass seemed a
little greener and the birds sang a little sweeter. They
stopped in Byhalia and Holly Springs to meet the people and see the
historic homes; when they arrived in Potts Camp when they were tired,
so when he saw a sign on Church Street, “Williams Hotel,” they stopped
to stay overnight. Julia Williams and her daughter operated the hotel;
they had a wonderful supper; some of the Potts Camp teachers were there
also. They invited them to come to the program
at Potts Camp School that night, and asked him to speak to the people.
We will never forget it. The program was called “The Rainbow Follies”
with a lovely rainbow painted on the back of the stage. We
came dancing out wearing pretty pastel dresses, singing songs. Later,
many of us said expression talks and others sang songs. My younger brother, Bennie Potts, sang and danced to “The Pullman Porter Blues” and was dressed for the part. The
next morning we could hardly wait for the paper to arrive. Mr. Copeland
wrote about his trip with his wife, and the wonderful food at the
hotel, also the warm fireplace and soft bed and the nice bath tub next
door. (Didn’t many people have bath tubs then.) Then
he told about the special program at the school with talented youths
singing, dancing and speaking. Last of all he told about my brother
Bennie and his special song and dance as a pullman porter. As
they rode out of town the next day, Mr. Copeland’s wife said, “Why
didn’t you tell me about the wonderful, friendly town of Potts Camp?”
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