August 18, 2011
Welcome “Jack” Rowe
Bea and Drew Tolsdorf of Jackson, joined AnnYager and Alex McCrosky of Danville, Ky., for the weekend.
Robin Seale spent a long weekend in Savannah, Ga., with her daughter, Hamilton Seale.
Charlie and Stefanie Douglas and children, Chandler and Caroline, were the weekend guests of Leigh and Dick Douglas.
Get well wishes go out to Charlotte Walker!
Congratulations to Lynn and Jonathan Rowe of Memphis on the birth of their first child, Jonathan Hamilton “Jack.” He is a beautiful addition to a wonderful family!
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Miss Amelia Wilkerson to wed Chad Cox September 10 at Bonne Terre Chapel in Nesbit
Evan and Debra Stevens of Cordova, Tenn., and Rodney Wilkerson of Memphis, Tenn., are pleased to announce the engagement and forthcoming marriage of their daughter, Amelia Elise to Chadwick Allen Cox, son of Phil Cox of Potts Camp and Missy Campbell of Lamar.
The bride-elect is the granddaughter of Mr. and Mrs. Waverly Ware of Waterford and Mr. and Mrs. Bobby Wilkerson of Millington, Tenn., and Mr. and Mrs. Steve Stevens of Jackson, Tenn.
The prospective groom is the grandson of Joel Allen and the late Linda Strider and Jean Cox of Potts Camp and the late Kenneth Cox.
The bride-elect graduated from Potts Camp High School and the University of Memphis with a Bachelor of Science degree in psychology.
The prospective groom graduated from Gateway Christian School in Horn Lake and is employed at Lewis Bakeries in Bartlett, Tenn.
The couple will exchange vows on Saturday, Sept. 10, 2011, at 1:30 in the afternoon at Bonne Terre Chapel in Nesbit. A reception will follow.
Goddard-Semler say vows June 4 at White Station Church of Christ
Rebecca Elizabeth Goddard and Cody Charles Semler, both of Memphis, Tenn., were married on June 4, 2011, at White Station Church of Christ. The ceremony was performed by Dana Baldwin.
The bride is the daughter of Paul and Vicki Goddard of Memphis, Tenn. She is the granddaughter of Bill and Joyce Goddard of McLoud, Oklahoma; and the late Samuel Campbell and the late Attie Campbell. She is a graduate of Oklahoma Christian University and Freed-Hardeman University with undergraduate and graduate degrees in education. Rebecca is currently a fourth grade teacher at The Bodine School in Germantown, Tenn.
The groom is the son of Kevin and Renee’ Semler of Memphis, Tenn. Cody is the grandson of Marilyn Joyner of Memphis, formerly of Lamar; James Joyner of Collierville, Tenn., formerly of Mt. Pleasant; Kenneth Semler of Urbana, Ohio, and the late Carole Semler. He is the great-grandson of the late Guy Carpenter and the late Mary Carpenter, and Edna Joyner of Mt. Pleasant, and the late Wilbur Joyner. He graduated with summa cum laude honors and a bachelor’s degree in exercise science from the University of Memphis in May 2011 and plans to attend graduate school in physical therapy.
The bride was given in marriage by her mother and father. Her maid of honor was her sister, Megan Goddard of Memphis, Tenn. Bridesmaids were Tamera Lange, Summer Roller, Katherine Salter, Lauren Winfree, all friends of the bride; and Kaitlyn Semler, sister of the groom. The best men were Brandon Davis and Terrance Brownlee, both of Memphis, Tenn. Groomsmen were Robert Davis, Stacy Elliott, Tanner Harlow, and Kyle Walp, all friends of the groom. A lovely buffet-style reception followed the 4:30 p.m. ceremony in the church fellowship hall. The couple spent their week-long honeymoon in the mountains of Gatlinburg, Tenn., and now resides in Memphis, Tenn.
The good ole summertime!
Long ago in Holly Springs there was no air conditioning (it hadn’t been invented yet!). I remember fans in each room or a big attic fan in some houses. Windows were up and always screened and we waited for a breeze to ruffle the curtains.
At night we didn’t even shut the door but we did hook the screen doors. Temperatures were always really, really hot, but as a child, it’s what we expected and it didn’t bother us. Summer used to be my favorite time of the year when I was a child. I loved to play and play we did.
We were having a terrible drought, as it didn’t rain for weeks. Everything was mired in a foot of dust and that bright sun ball had no mercy on anybody. I can’t remember when it was so hot. When it hadn’t rained in weeks, I heard my mother intensely praying on her knees to the Lord for rain.
I waited to see if the Lord listened to Mama’s petition. In a few days there came a flood, so evidently the Lord listened to Mama. I felt the community owed Mama a debt for breaking the drought but maybe a lot of people were praying for the same thing.
We were used to that intense heat, or maybe it was because I was a child and the heat didn’t bother me. The swimming pool was a great ally to fight the heat. It was located at the north end of Center Street at the west hill edge of Spring Hollow. It was never open on Sunday as that was the Lord’s Day and we felt if we broke that fourth commandment, we might accidentally drown.
On the way to the swimming pool we would stop off for some ice at the local icehouse across from the pool. It faced south but was on Center Street. When I remember those days, they were wonderful summers.
Our new Farmer’s Market every Saturday morning on the square is fantastic.
In Fort Daniel’s little book he tells of “the Market House” here in Holly Springs long ago, as it was undated.
“In the early days what was known as the Market House was a long frame building running east and west located where the power house now stands.
“The primary purpose of this market was to furnish home-grown garden and field vegetables such as melons, apples, peaches, plums, berries and apple cider. Black walnuts, scale bark hickory nuts and old fashion chestnuts were sold and fresh meats such as hams, bacon, side meat and sausage and ribs and back bone were sold here.
“Shuck collars for plough mules and shuck door mats and shuck mops for cleaning rough floors and shuck bottoms for chairs were items for sale. Hoe handles and ax handles, churn dashers and plaited leather whips for wagon use were other items, also longer and heavier whips for ox teams.
“There were coops for turkeys, geese, ducks, guineas and chickens. Eggs were for sale, also butter, lard and tallow. Also there were items of home-made clothing, sunbonnets, kitchen aprons, quilts, bed spreads, and knitted articles, such as socks and shawls.
“This market house was a great convenience to citizens of the town and was an outlet for farmers.”
Mr. Daniel was the only person I ever knew who went to St. Thomas Hall and it burned on New Year’s Day of 1898.
In yesteryear all dresses came to the floor. Then in 1918, women were liberated and got the right to vote. They cut off their skirts to the knee and bobbed their hair up to their ears. It was a day of liberation. The clothes were made of linen, which was supposed to be cool. It really wrinkled easily though.
Shoes had sharp pointed toes and some had straps across the instep. Men, too, wore linen suits, usually white, but the suit that was almost a uniform was the seersucker suit, no wrinkling, but cool. Clothes were made at home on those Singer sewing machines. Store- bought clothes were too expensive.
When I was 9, my mother and I went to California to see my Aunt Stella and Uncle Max Soley. He was born in Denmark and Aunt Stella was born in Waterford. They lived in a wonderful place called Sonoma. We toured California, Nevada, and Arizona in Uncle Max’s Duesenberg.
When we started to cross Death Valley, where the heat was 120 degrees in the daytime, we stayed in a “Tourist Camp” (prelude to the motel) in an oasis in the desert called Las Vegas.
The guest houses were in a circle surrounded by palm trees and in the center was a building that housed the two rest rooms. One for the women and one for the men.
This was before someone (was it Bugsy Siegel?) had the Las Vegas vision. The morning we were to travel across Death Valley, we arose at four in the morning to make this trip. Uncle Max had purchased ice bags to tie on the front of the radiator to keep the engine cool. I had filled a quart milk bottle full of water so I shouldn’t thirst to death while crossing this desert but I drank all the water before daylight.
Our program Monday night was enlightening, entertaining, enjoyable and from a very enthusiastic Tony Hood. That comet that hit here in 1811 was awesome. People who like science, weather, history were there to learn from a different viewpoint and Tony says to get ready for 12-21-12.
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