Hello again, everyone. I do believe spring has sprung. It seems that as soon as the snow melted, the grass is so green and beautiful looking.
My running mate Vickie Power and I went to the Coon Hunters Club. Oh, did I ever enjoy this evening!
I had a very stressful week and I guess I needed some relaxing. The music was extra good, all three sets, but in my opinion the best was saved for last. Marvin Davis walked into the room and picked with a group of guys. I know the definition of the expression ‘picking them up and setting them down’ that my mother used to describe dancing with a favorite square dance partner of hers, none other than Thurston Davis, Merlene Davis Day’s dad.
I came home with ‘Sally Goodin’ still echoing in my ears.
All the time that I was dancing I could almost feel my mom’s presence and sense how she would love to go to the square dances at Nora Callahan’s.
I finally couldn’t take any more of free-style stepping, so I hooked arms with the person next to me and around I went swing first then the other, and it caught on. I wanted to say ‘circle up left’. I do believe the love for music is inherited.
I also ventured to the Whitewater Senior Center to listen to the music and to check on a member of the Old Time Fiddlers. I had a very embarrassing moment, and yes, I am going to share it with you. The jeans I decided to wear had a seam ripped right in the back. Thank goodness some woman was kind enough to tell me. My shirttail covered it, but I was still uncomfortable. I don’t live so far that I couldn’t go home to change, since they were stretch jeans with no markings. I went to the bathroom and switched them around, as I was more comfortable keeping my shirt pulled down in front.
Now quit your laughing. I could say I know the meaning of getting too big for your britches!
I haven’t heard how Eveda Ison is doing, but I hope she is improving more every day.
Polly Ann Maucher has been feeling sort of bad with a cold, so she wasn’t at Whitewater Center and neither was Bob Bryant nor Carl Crase.
I received a phone call from Odell Watts of Roxana. I haven’t seen Od since I was about 12 years old. I remember what a beautiful woman Od was and from what I hear, age hasn’t changed her any at all.
Her daughter Yvonne is a couple of years younger than me. Od remembers Daddy and Mommy, Clayton and Ora Hall, and our grandma, Rosa Hall.
I really enjoyed talking to Od. I told her I remember she lived close to Mill Branch School, then Earlis and Mabel Cornett, and I remember up a little ways were Andy and Zettie Bates. I also remember where Crit Gentry and Wes and Havel Ison lived.
We had to pass Manuel and Laura Amburgey’s house on the way to school. Laura was always the sweetest person as she always had such a beautiful smile as the schoolchildren passed her house.
It is strange how you can recall so many things from the past. Especially since I haven’t seen some of these people since I was a mere child.
I received a most pleasant call from Mildred Rogers of Jackson. Mildred is a cousin to Ann Calihan, and also a cousin to Wayne Whitaker. Mildred is one of the most delightful people I have ever talked with. Mildred has worked as a beautician, is active in politics, and has done quite a bit of volunteering in the Jackson area. With some health problems, Mildred has retired from working.
I really enjoyed talking to her as I felt like I have known her for several years through Ann Calihan.
Willamae and Carl Boggs are feeling a little better as the weather has taken a turn for the better. I think the sunshine makes you revive a little.
Belated happy birthday to their daughter-in-law, Missy Boggs, on March 15. I’m sorry I forgot to mention it before now. Maybe this sunshine will seep into my bones and make me a little perkier than I have been.
My sister, Loretta Church, is back at Letcher Manor Nursing Home.
Gwen Huff Farmer has been able to go shopping with the assistance of her friend. Gwen really enjoys it. I am sure in a few weeks she will be trying to get out in the garden. Her son, Glen Jr., lives close to Gwen, and he will have to put a stake in Gwen’s skirt tail to keep her one place.
Shirley Wells and I spent a little time on the computer together. Shirley is doing all right.
I received a phone call from another schoolmate, Jewel Calton. It is always such a pleasure to hear from someone I haven’t seen since I was 13 years old.
I still have a few copies of my book, ‘The Beauty of A Rose,’ and everyone tells me they have really enjoyed this book.
Josie Pendleton, formerly of the Linefork area, who now lives in Missouri, tells me she sat down and read the whole book at one time. I am really glad that I decided to have this book reprinted.
My son, Keith Ballard, is still doing so much better that he decided to go to a retreat with a bunch of his friends. I hope he remembers to take some warm clothes as they usually enjoy time out on a boat.
I kept my little sidekick Bennie Wiederhold recently, and this kid is growing too fast. He is three years old and still only weighs 28 pounds. He is getting taller, but won’t eat very much.
My brother, Richie Hall, still has to make several trips to Lexington to have his vision checked. Wanda said she didn’t realize she was riding with someone that was almost blind. I am glad Richie’s vision has improved.
Hello to my brother Jerry and Mattie Hall and all their neighbors.
Emma Engle, I am really glad you and Red are doing better. Thanks for the nice letter. I know the pain you are going through, but with therapy you will be back as good as new.
Well, I better get this on the way. Until next time, Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email Bluegrassmama4@ aol.com.