Thirty-nine years ago on May 25, my husband and I were married. We met that same year on March 8 and got engaged in April. I was 22 and he was 20
Both of us had time off from work because of the upcoming Memorial Day weekend, so within about 10 days my sister Charlene made all the arrangements. We knew we wanted to get married at my mom and dad’s house, but neither of us cared about any of the other specifics.
My dress cost me $19.99 on sale from $24.99. I still have it, surely can’t wear it though. We celebrated this year with a three-day trip to the Sevierville and Townsend area of Tennessee .
One of the places we visited was on our bucket list for about 10 years. We finally got to go to the Tuckaleechee Caverns. It was wonderful and so interesting. If you get a chance I recommend it highly.
But the best part of the trip was getting back home. I just have such a hard time staying away from home and Mommy for more than three days at a time.
Our oldest granddaughter turned 14, Monday, the 28th. It’s so hard to believe she is turning into a young lady. While at her house though, I had a chance to sit and listen to her greatgrandparents talk about the way things were when they were growing up. I love these types of conversations and I always have.
Clifford and Wilma Hampton (our son-in-law’s paternal grandparents) and Mom discussed having to take their corn to be ground to the Old Mill Dam, located there in Whitesburg somewhere close to where Food City is located now.
They also discussed stiroffs, killing hogs, and such. Wilma said some of her ancestors even cleaned the intestines of the hog and used them for something.
Clifford talked about his daddy and his uncle both being storeowners just a few miles from each other. He said his dad would travel for two days with a horse and wagon to get to the place where they purchased their store goods.
If he found a friend along the way that would let him spend the night he would stay there, if not he just slept in his wagon. I think we just take so much for granted nowadays and don’t appreciate our ease of life near enough.
I would love to be able to go back to that time and take my daughter and grandchildren for just a little while so they could see how things were then.
This morning as my husband and I were traveling from Mayking to Whitesburg, we saw the JROTC group walking along the shoulder carrying the flag. I think one of them might have been a young lady we go to church with at Letcher Independent Baptist, Hannah Caudill.
It was a meaningful thing to see that much respect being shown to our servicemen who paid such a great price for the freedoms we have in the United States of America.
Thursday of last week I got to talk with one of the most wonderful persons I ever had the privilege of working with at LKLP Head Start, Helen Blair. I hadn’t had a chance to talk with her for two years or more.
She doesn’t look one bit different than she did 18 years ago. She also told me she was having a birthday that same day and asked me to guess how old she was. I guessed her to be in her late sixties. Believe it or not, she is 79.
She is one of the hardest workers you will ever see and always has been. Keep doing whatever it is you’re doing, Helen, because it seems to be keeping you young.
Please remember to pray for my sister-in-law, Lindy Mullins Yonts, and her family in the death of her mother, Jane Kincer Mullins.
My aunt, Linda Joyce Hall, is still in the Letcher Manor Nursing Home and definitely needs our prayers. Another one of my aunts, Mary Bealer, has been in the hospital with bronchitis for about a week now. She was supposed to be discharged Monday, the 28th, but is still having lots of problems.
Also, Preacher Bill Craft and his wife June greatly desire your prayers. My pastor, Bill Jones, and his wife Sandy desire your prayers for God’s comfort in their lives. Please remember all the others who have recently lost loved ones.
I saw some wonderful pictures of Oma Hatton and her other two sisters, Kathleen Miles and Louise Shepherd, who passed away last year. They were posted on Facebook by Oma’s granddaughter, Angie Hatton, and Kathleen’s daughter, Kathy Miles Sloce, and their baby sister Judy Greene.
Another sister, Della Pennington (married to Mom’s brother, Bobby Pennington), passed away at the age of 45 with cancer. The memories our families have of these four sisters are precious for sure.
Remember what Oma Hatton would always end her column with — “Try your best to be in church somewhere Sunday,” and I say if your church has services throughout the week or on Sunday evening, God would want you there then, too.