Community NewsPotts Camp News Dale Hollingsworth Community welcomes new family from Mexico A
large crowd attended dinner at Potts Camp United Methodist Church on
Sunday after services. Rev. Don Newton is the pastor of the Potts Camp
charge – three churches. Mitch Stone Jr is the song leader at Potts
Camp. The oldest son of Bobby Smithwick, Walter, and his wife Shelia of New Market, Ala., visited Bobby and his wife Katie last week. Dinner
guests of Betty Fincher on Saturday were her son, Tony and his wife,
Tammie Fincher of Memphis, Tenn.; and Connie and Andy Work and their
granddaughter, Anna Rose Work. A family has moved
back to Potts Camp after seven or eight years from Mexico. I knew her
when she came here with a teenage friend, Coletta Young, a long time
ago. She came to visit me recently. Now she has a husband and also a
son in Mary Reid School. Her name is Martha Elana Nauez Miranda. I
enjoyed meeting her again and she enjoys my news. They attend church in
New Albany. Happy birthday to Jake Hollingsworth
on Nov. 1; son of my son, Danny and Elizabeth Hollingsworth; to Rodney
Whaley on Nov. 5; our banker and friend; Liesa (Greer) Bland, my
granddaughter in Texas, Nov. 8; Amanda Leigh Walls, a niece, Nov. 10;
and to a special friend Virgie Kelly on Nov. 13; she lives in Potts
Camp. Prayer list includes Janis Alderson who is
improving after a long illness; Charles Henderson, and Mary Jarrett.
Also pray for those who have lost loved ones; or in the hospital or
nursing homes. Thank God for all His blessings. Poem God Bless You It’s a little prayer. “God bless you.” But it means so much today. It means may angels guard you. And sunshine light your way. God’s love surrounds you. Peace unfold, never to depart. It’s a little prayer “God bless you.” But it comes right from the heart. Thoughts You
don’t have to tell how you live every day. You don’t have to tell if
you work or play, a true barometer serves in its place. However you
live shows in your face. I said a prayer for you today, and know God must have heard. Although He spoke not a word. I didn’t ask for wealth or fame. I knew you wouldn’t mind. I asked Him to send you treasures of a far more lasting. I ask that He be near you. At the start of each day. To grant you health and blessings, And friends to share your way. Memories I
grew up during the Great Depression. The stock market broke in 1929;
and people who lost all their money began to kill themselves. Some of
them jumped off high buildings. People had no jobs. Hobos rode the
trains and would come to our house asking for food. When Franklin D.
Roosevelt was elected president of the U.S.A. we were blessed. He
started programs to help the people. The WPA and CCC Camps were two of
them. I remember the CCC Camp most of all. It became part of the DeSoto
National Forest. They built towers. One was on Hwy. 349 about a mile
from town. I remember as a girl running up the tower and looking at our
town and homes. They stopped that. Only the workers could go to check
for forest fires. The P.C. (CCC) Camp was about a
mile from our home and schools. They played ball in our ballfields and
attended our churches. As we were going to school, truckloads of them
passed and waved at us. They couldn’t own cars. They came to our
churches and plays at schools. Many of us married the CCC boys later
and lived long happy years together. I continue to miss my late husband who was a CCC worker. We have three children and many grandchildren and great-grandchildren. |