Hello everyone, hope you are all doing well. I hope you are enjoying this pretty weather.
I heard we were supposed to get bad weather, but if we did, I didn’t know it. I slept right through it. I’ll call around and see if anyone knows.
It’s a beautiful day now, so maybe it missed us. We have been getting rain, and my four tomatoes and my flowers needed it.
Two of my brothers, John and Jack Howard, came for a visit. We always have a good visit and Jack always brings me apple pies, and I sure appreciate it.
My sister, Betty Tyree, came out yesterday and we had lunch. We talk every day, but always have something to talk about. Not gossip — we don’t like that!
I went to Cram Creek Church on Wednesday and got to be with a lot of my family, and I enjoyed it. They have a real good pastor and his wife. They are so friendly and so are their people.
I was sorry I didn’t get to go to Renee Campbell’s home and visit with them and Hazel Hart. My pastor, Bro. John Conn, and his wife asked me to go with them, and I was feeling too bad to go. I couldn’t keep awake and felt so tired. After a good night’s sleep I was fine and got some work done around the house.
I got a call from Bertha Dye and she said that two of her sisters-in-law were in a car wreck and were hurt real bad. I knew their husbands, as they were our Marlowe boys. They were sons of the late Irvin and Caldonia Page, good friends of ours. All the people in Marlowe were friends. We were like a big family.
Most of us didn’t have cars, and so we visited and all our children played together and walked to school there. The good old days!
It’s been quiet on our hill, all of them have been gone. They will be back today. Larry and Linda came home Wednesday. They don’t get to go much because of work. There have been so many deaths.
My son Rob had his daughter Rocki and husband Matt and their children, Elise and Daniel this past week, and Rob loves that. He had his other grandsons the week before. Rob gets a chance to play and have fun when they are there.
It’s good to hear noise on our hill again. Everyone is back home and I’m sure the swimming pool is busy.
Chris came down and mowed my grass. He had to work while he was gone, some had camp, and I’ll be hearing all about it. I missed all of them, and I’m glad they are back. It’s been too quiet.
My sister Joanne calls me every day from her car. Her job is selling houses, and she keeps really busy showing them, and she loves it.
I haven’t heard from anyone this week except Bertha Dye. She calls often and I’m always glad to hear from her. We talk about the old Marlowe days.
A big hello to Gladys Smith in North Carolina. I hope you are feeling better.
My granddaughter Angie Hatton is moving close to me in Westwood, close to her brother, Jamie Hatton, and lots of relatives, and about a mile from me.
I wish my old friends who have moved away would call or write and tell me what’s going on with them, so I could have something to write about. They all tell me they read my news every week.
I was sorry to hear of the passing of my late cousin, Rickey Hatton’s son in Florida. They lived here for a while and I’ve never heard from any of them.
I haven’t heard from Elzie Ray Hatton in a while and I hope they are doing well. I love hearing from all of you.
Nothing much is going on here, so I don’t have much to write about. May God bless all of you; try to be in church somewhere if you are able.