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SocietyCity Personals Congratulations are in order for Christopher Cupp, top performing salesperson J.J. and Stephen Tutor and children, Patsy, Mitch and Grace, of Hattiesburg, were the New Year guests of Martha Mitchell and Jamie Brigance and her children, Stevie and Drew. Christopher Cupp, son of Becky Cupp, with Mid-South Ag was the top performing salesperson for the fourth quarter of 2012. Christopher was able to overcome both the election as well as the fiscal cliff to retail eight new units as well as several used units in the quarter. Congratulations, Christopher, on a job well done! (To put your news in City Personals, please e-mail maryclayb@yahoo.com; mail to City Personals, The South Reporter, P.O. Box 278, Holly Springs, MS 38635 or call 662-252-4261. You may also e-mail your City Personal news to southreporter@dixie-net.com). Museuming Winter in Holly Springs Happy New Year 2013!! Father Time keeps on ticking, doesn’t he? Today is an absolutely gorgeous, cold, winter day! Don’t you love living here in Holly Springs, where we have four distinct seasons, none of them too severe? I have lived where there was 90 inches of snow by Christmastime, where the Christmas decorations were still up Easter, because they were still frozen tight. I lived by a lake where the ice was so thick, they moved houses over it when the ice was four feet thick (or more), where the high temperature for the day would be 20 below zero. I remember snow on Christmas in 1962 and 1963 and the temperature in Holly Springs touched 15 degrees below zero, breaking a Mississippi record for coldness. When I was growing up, winter was my favorite season. I remember walking across the square on a January afternoon (in 1940) when the temperature was 17 degrees and the wind was whipping down from the North Pole. I learned that day, that you must dress for the cold or you’ll freeze. I’ve had a fur coat since I was 15 and my older sister gave me her old one. Once my husband gave me an option; he offered me a fur coat or gold furniture for the living room or a trip to Europe. I chose the coat. The January of 1940, the weather was really cold for weeks. My cousin Lucy, who was 50 years old (I was 14) came to see us for a few days. The second morning she was there, she came into my bedroom and said in her ultra-Southern dialect, “Sara Lois, get up! There’s a foot of snow outside!” Well, I had never seen a foot of snow. I loved snow! I prayed for it. I jumped up and ran to the window and, sure enough, everything was covered with wonderful deep snow. For days all my friends and I played in the snow. School was out two weeks because the school bus couldn’t go over the icy roads. It was the best snow of my life. It didn’t snow again for several years. One year in the 1960s, it didn’t snow at all until March. Then it snowed eight times in March. On the first day of spring, 1967, there came another foot of snow. I’ll never forget the Japanese magnolias covered in snow; it was incongruous. And, I’ll always have a beautiful vision in my memory of the redbirds playing in the snow. Another good thing is the snow ice cream we would make that was so delicious! I prayed for one thing on New Year’s Day -- that my troubles won’t last any longer than my New Year’s resolutions. On getting older, the best thing you can save for your old age is yourself. Count your blessings, name them one by one and thank the Lord for being so good to you. Easter comes early this year; it comes in March. The other day I read about a woman my age, whose father was in the Civil War. I thought it was something that my grandfather was in the Civil War. Both the lady and I were born in 1926. However, my grandfather was born on November 7, 1844, and hers was born in 1847. My grandfather was James K. Polk Bonds. At age 17, he ran away from home (Waterford) and joined the Confederacy and sent the black boy with him home to tell his father he wouldn’t be home for supper. He joined the Mississippi Cavalry, so they gave him a message to deliver across the river. He knew the way and was traveling through the woods when a Yankee sentry stepped out from behind a tree and says, “You’re under arrest!” James K. Polk Bonds didn’t get to fire a shot, or even get shot at in this war adventure. They sent him to Fort Delaware where he was a prisoner for years. Another man from Waterford was in prison there, too. His name was Walter Burris and they were close friends. They wrote Lincoln a letter and told him they needed to be free as they had been there long enough. Lincoln wrote them back and said, “You can be free; all you have to do is sign your allegience to the United States.” To which he replied, “I’ve already signed to the Confederacy and you can’t sign to two.” He had to stay until the war was over. He wrote about the bad food and how it tore up his stomach. He said they played games and said one of the men with him was seven feet tall and couldn’t get enough to eat. His sleeves were up to this elbows and pants were to his knees. The fellow was put on kitchen patrol so he could get more to eat. Today, Fort Delaware is a tourist attraction and is opened from Memorial Day until Labor Day. In June of 1965, thyey took James around the Atlantic to Mobile and let him off. He then walked to Waterford and never went anywhere again. He died in 1915 at the age of 72. |
    
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