Community NewsPotts Camp News Dale Hollingsworth Holley Muraco featured in magazine Merry Christmas to everyone! Rev.
Don Newton, pastor of the Potts Camp Methodist charge, used a portion
of Isaiah 9 as his sermon text on Sunday: “For unto us a child is born,
unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder:
and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, the Mighty God, the
everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.” Let us all reflect on God’s
love during this holiday season. First United
Methodist Church in Potts Camp will host a singing of Christmas music
on Thursday, Dec. 22 at 4:30 p.m. Several local musicians will be on
hand to play and sing. There will also be congregational singing. Please
say a special prayer for Ann Boren Armstrong of Jackson, who is very
sick and in the hospital there. She loves Potts Camp and has called
friends often to catch up on the news. Others to
remember in your prayers are Faye Turpen, Keri and Emma Grace Beasley
(granddaughter and great-granddaughter of Joan Gurley), Carmen Simmons
(wife of Stan Simmons, daughter-in-law of Joe Simmons and niece-in-law
of Madalynne Ash). Also, keep me in your prayers. Sympathy
is extended to the family of Billy Askew, of Jackson, who passed away
last week. He was the son of Marion and Betty Askew and the nephew of
Faye Turpen. Visitors of Mrs. Annie Ruth Stone on
Wednesday were Joann Gholston Cox, Elizabeth G. Hunsucker, and May Wynn
Wren. They met for lunch at Flick’s. While there they visited with
Jimmy G. Rhea of Memphis and his mother, Mrs. Herbert Rhea of Hickory
Flat. They were excited about getting a copy of the book that has been
printed about the history of Potts Camp. I
appreciate all of my birthday visitors, cards, and gifts. It was a
very good day. Visiting in my home to help me celebrate were my
daughter Betty Greer, her daughter, Leisa Blond and a friend from
Texas, and my son and his wife, Jimmy and Martha Hollingsworth, along
with other Potts Camp friends. A large group of children from the First
Baptist Church came to sing Christmas carols and wish me a happy
birthday. Mrs. Westmoreland was the leader. I really enjoyed the
singing. It was so special. Congratulations to
Holley Stone Muraco, who was featured on the cover of the Northwest
Community College Alumni Magazine this month. The magazine also
includes a very interesting article with photographs about her work
studying sea mammal reproduction. She is an Alumna of NWCC. Her parents
are Mitch and Jeanette Stone. The Gurley family
celebrated their annual Christmas luncheon on Saturday, Dec. 17, at the
home of Mary Minor. Mitch Stone entertained the children by playing
his guitar and having them sing along to “We Wish You A Merry
Christmas.” He also played other Christmas carols. Happy
Birthday to the following: Mildred Marbury (Dec. 21), Candy Potts
(Dec. 23), Caden Gurley (Dec. 28), Rhonda Rowland Smothers (Dec. 29),
Will Forester (Dec. 29), Pam Gurley (Dec. 30), Sarah Grace Knight (Dec.
31). Thoughts 1. To find
true joy at Christmas, look to Jesus. He came to lift our burdens, so
we can raise our eyes to welcome Him at Christmas. 2.
A small boy had been taught about Jesus; his parents had showed him the
manger scene with the baby Jesus. As the child entered a large store at
Christmas time, he saw the flashing lights and wonderful toys. He asked
the clerk, “Where is Baby Jesus?” Sometimes we all feel that way. Never
let other things take the place of our love for Jesus! 3. The story of Baby Jesus, his parents Mary and Joseph, never grows old. My parents read it to me as a child. 4. God made us all with a deep hunger for love; when people love one another there is no fear. 5.
God set the example — when we were yet sinners He loved us, and sent
Jesus, His only Son, to die in our place. The peace of God only comes
when we respond to His love. If God is the Father of us all, we are kin. Poem By feeding on your blessed word, Dear Lord I will no longer weak and childish be As I listen to your Spirit’s voice May Christlike love and grace be seen in me. God is love! Memories Before the Days of TV, written September, 1977. “I wonder what people did before the days of TV?” is a remark often heard. I
was thinking about this recently when I picked up a newspaper and read
of the tragic death of our famous star, Elvis Presley. He had made so
many people happy, yet he led a lonely life. I was reading a list of
his gold record albums when suddenly I thought of my childhood and our
old Victrola. I also thought of Jimmy Rodgers. Oh, how we enjoyed
playing his records. Every year Dr. F.P. Boatner
insisted that my father, J.B. Potts, spend a day or two in the railroad
hospital in St. Louis, Mo. for tests, as he had pneumonia several
times. Daddy always returned home loaded with new brownish gold
records. We could hardly wait to wind up the old Victrola and play
them. “Casey Jones,” “Waiting for a Train.” “St. Louis Blues” and
“Frankie and Johnnie” were among our favorites. I memorized every one
of them. My grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. J.A.
Potts, had a Victrola also, and I enjoyed the religious records at
their home. Most of the people in town owned a Victrola. Another
musical instrument my friends and I enjoyed was an old pipe organ with
pedals, which was owned by the Claude Brownlee family. The Brownlee
girls – Florence, Iva and Dorothy – and I played that old organ to our
hearts’ content, never uneasy about breaking it as we would the new
modern ones. Sometimes we would attend a silent movie or revival in a tent on the town square or attend a ball game on an outdoor court. Years later we enjoyed the soap operas, comedy (Lynn and Abner and Amos and Andy), Hit Parade and the Grand Ole Opry on radio. The old player piano was also a novelty in those early days. Mrs.
Lester Greer, Dr. Boatner’s daughter, played an important role in the
lives of many young girls in town. She invited us to her home, played
the piano and taught us to sing many wonderful songs, especially
Christmas carols. She played games with us in her back yard twice a
week, helped us to act out stories – with costumes, took us riding in
her new car and served us delicious refreshments. Childhood memories like these are never forgotten.
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