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OpinionFielder’s Choice Cherished memories Saturday had been designated a “work day” at my mother’s house in Alabama. She will turn 80 next month and has always been very independent. But she has been struggling with some health problems and when it comes to removing an old pump house, cutting down trees and other such tasks, she needed the assistance of children, sons-in-law and grandson. Close to Nowhere Politicians and litter We’ve all heard that politics make strange bedfellows. During these recent campaigns, and reading one of the letters to the editor in this week’s newspaper, I’ve had a brilliant idea that would really make for “strange.” The Preacher’s Corner Men running the sweeper alongside the ladies Recently I went shopping for a vacuum cleaner. The one I’ve had had begun to fail, so I went to my favorite discount emporium to see what models were available. Letters To The Editor Litter is “worst!”: When we read the “Snapshot” of Bea H. Green in the Oct. 7 issue of the paper, we were in total agreement on her answer to “What’s Worst: Litter, litter, litter.” Marshall County residents should be ashamed of the neglect of our roadsides! We have lived in several places of our wonderful country, but never have we seen litter like we have in this county. My husband and I and one of our neighbors are trying to keep our roadside clean in front of our properties and it is an ongoing task. Why can’t we get our supervisors help on cleaning up this unsightly litter? We do not know Bea H. Green, but we hope she sees this letter in the paper and knows that other citizens agree with her! Sincerely,
My name is Gary Rodgers, 1992 graduate of Marshall Academy. Recently I had one of those weird occurrences that only happens once in a lifetime. It is a story of a lost senior class ring. As young men often do I had given it to my girlfriend to wear as a sign of our relationship. It had to have been in the summer of 1991 just after my junior year and we were at Sardis Lake camping with my grandparents. There were several family members and friends already there and I came down later the next day. When I arrived my girlfriend proceeded to inform me that they were swimming earlier and that my class ring had slipped off of her finger into the murky waters of Sardis Lake. Oh boy, now what to do? How was I ever going to find it? How was I ever going to tell my parents if I didn’t find it? After all, I hadn’t been the owner of it that long. Well, I don’t think they took the news too terribly bad. I lived to tell this story. Upon graduation I attended Northwest Community College, Mississippi State University and have been working for the University of Tennessee Extension Service since 1998. The ring had not crossed my mind in years. That is until June 1, 2010, when I was at a 4-H Livestock and Meats Judging Contest when I got a call from my sister Susan saying, “You are not going believe what I am about to tell you.” Apparently, a good Samaritan by the name of Emily Wallace has been going to Sardis Lake for years and enjoying the same swimming area that we had nearly 19 years ago. She saw the ring just laying at the water’s edge and reached down to pick it up. Other than a minor color change, the ring was in excellent condition, hardly worn at all. With only the inscription of “Gary” and “Marshall Academy” to go by, she proceeded to look up the school’s contact information. Upon contacting the school they told her that it was a small school and that they should be able to find the owner. Ironically enough my sister, Susan Rodgers, is the athletic director at MA so the secretary, Robin Seale, contacted her and she in turn immediately contacted me with the information. Emily had left her contact information with the school so I called and she was almost as excited and astounded at this occurrence as I was. After calling and talking back and forth trying to arrange a meeting around our busy schedules, we agreed that mailing the ring would be the best route of return. So upon return from a trip to Jamaica, my wife checked the mail to find the 1992 class ring in excellent shape. We have told this story many times since we found out about it. My thanks to Emily Wallace, Marshall Academy, and my sister Susan for returning a piece of my high school memories to me after 19 years. Gary T. Rodgers Hometown Heroes Welcome home: Immanuel Betts, Marines, 2nd tour, Afghanistan If you’d like to add a name to this list, please contact The South Reporter, Attn. Linda Jones, P.O. Box 278, Holly Springs, MS 38635; 662-252-4261; or email: south@dixie-net.com |
     
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