For those not lucky enough to have been raised in rural Clay County Mississippi, Tibbee Creek and Turkey Hill are familiar points of interest. Typically a quiet community, the Girls of 65 moved in this weekend and picked up the pace….and the noise level. (Above is the morning after.)
In three separate conversations yesterday, the term “old school” came up and it dawned on me that anything “old school” is sacred to folks of a certain age. (That means me and most of my friends.)
Tinker Lautar, a childhood friend, wrote me this morning reminding me that in the spring of 1959 our 6th grade class planted a magnolia tree at East Side Elementary in observance of Arbor Day. (Arbor Day in Mississippi is the second Friday in February.)
I remember it like it was yesterday down to what I was wearing which was jeans with a skirt on top. (My mother didn’t believe that women should wear
As Mardi Gras approaches we celebrated “Fat Saturday,” and helped raise money fort the animal shelter at the same time. How’s that for a win-win party? Continue reading
Does anyone (especially alums of West Point High School) remember TWIRP week?
I haven’t thought about it in years until my classmate, Olivia, sent me a note yesterday relating a story that appeared in the Tuscaloosa newspaper. For those of you with NO memory, it was a week – we think in February – when the girls got to ask the boys out, carry their books, wash their cars etc.