Hello everyone, hope you are all doing well. We had our Howard family reunion and we all agreed it was the biggest one we had ever had and a lot of them didn’t make it.
We are all getting older and some of them just couldn’t make it. Our brother, Hillard Howard, and wife Marsha came from Florida, and Imogene Adkins and her two sons, Bill and Jim Adkins, came, and some cousins we hadn’t met from Linefork. They were Halcombs, Bog Halcomb and family.
I think we had all of our brothers and sisters there. We really missed our two sisters, Louise Shepherd and Kathleen Brock, but in our hearts they were with us.
It was a beautiful day and everyone enjoyed it, and we all enjoyed the day. All four of my sons and Astor’s wife Rosemary came, and she had a great time. The other wives had to work.
I was glad to get to go to church Tuesday night and I really enjoyed it. We had a good crowd and our pastor, Bro. John Conn, preached really well. I haven’t got to go to Senior Citizens yet. I hope I can go this week.
I miss the people. I certainly will miss Judith Vermillion. I wasn’t able to go to her funeral. She was one of the most loved people in Whitesburg, and my sympathy goes out to her family.
Rose Ballard seems to be doing pretty well, but she makes me hungry talking about papaws and plum grannies. I haven’t had any in a long time, but I still remember how good they were, and the persimmons and mountain tea, and hickory nuts.
I enjoy Bonnie Ingram’s news and she writes her news by hand like I do. She is also my age. I used to have kinfolk who were Ingrams.
I haven’t got to go to any of the Mountain Heritage. I can’t walk like I used to and my hands don’t work well.
I’ve enjoyed reading about Helen Bentley. I’ve known her about all of her life and her family. She was the daughter of Wash Bates in Blackey.
We rented a house from him and were good friends to all of them. Later, she was my schoolteacher at Marlowe School and also a teacher for my sons. Later, she came to Ermine Senior Citizens for awhile, and she was in rehab at Letcher Manor when I was there this summer, but I never got a chance to see her.
I couldn’t walk then or I would have seen her. She was a very pretty woman.
I’d like to say hello to Vickie Underwood and Jerry and Alberta Barker, Fleta May Brown, and all the people at the Hatton reunion. I sure enjoyed seeing all of them, and also hearing from Glendora Eldridge in Milan, Ind., and Bertha (Page) Dye.
I have a hard time writing. My fingers are stiff and I don’t write a lot of letters. I appreciate my son Rob who calls every day, and my sister Joann Brown calls every day.
My sister Betty Tryee calls every day and comes as often as she can. She has to go to take her husband and daughter to the hospital often. I don’t visit much, but I hope I can do more before long.
The last day of Mountain Heritage they had the big parade. I always went to see it, but had to miss it this time. I know I have missed seeing a lot of old friends, and I’m sorry that I can’t.
I just heard that Carroll Sexton loves to read my news. I don’t know if he lives up on Sandlick or if he has moved away. I haven’t seen him in a long time.
I know all of the Sextons up there and I like all of them. A big hello to all of you.
If you have news, call me. I never have much to write about.
I just heard that Danola Adkins had died. She worked at the Whitesburg Post Office for a long time. I think she retired in Washington. She died near Georgetown, where Bill Adkins lived. She was 98 years old. I’ve known her and her family for many years, and she was a relative of my cousin, Imogene Adkins, and lived next door to her on Sandlick for a long time.
Her funeral was Tuesday at 1 p.m., at Everidge Funeral Home. Bro. Cecil Howard was the preacher.
I talked with Bertha (Page) Dye recently. She told me she watched the races that my sons go to every year. She also said she went to her grandson’s wedding and she was doing pretty well.
She’s one of our Marlowe girls from way back who keeps up with me. I like that. With Facebook, not many people keep up by telephone or letters.
My sister Betty Tryee came out for a visit one evening to sit on my porch. We loved it. It was so cool out there that evening. I appreciate her visits. No one does it much anymore. I’ve been missing it and I hope to be going again when I can.
May God bless all of you. Try to be in church somewhere if you are able. I sure missed it, but I’ve been doing some and I hope to be going more.