By Betty Shearer
Talked to Sister Jimmie (who turned 65 on Thursday—can’t believe my baby Sis is that old ) on Wednesday—meant to wish her a happy birthday, but our conversation got interrupted. Usually we do not talk on Thursdays—it’s one of her work days. However, late in the afternoon, it was necessary that I convey a message, so I called, intending to give her birthday greetings (actually on her birthday). Again we got the necessary message concluded and one of us had a beep, so she got a belated birthday wish on Friday.
Thursday night a group of Woodland Hills women had a ladies night out. Sammie Cobern, Lela Mae McMinn, Mary Alice Hayles, Becky York, and I went over to Batesville, enjoyed dinner and attended to some errands. We had a delightful outing. While in Lowe’s we ran into our UPS route man, Pat Herron, and his wife. Anytime you get to visit with Pat it brightens up your day—he is just one of those people who always has a smile and an upbeat attitude. I’m glad he was sent to take Larry House’s place—they are very similarly personalities and I love them both.
Coming out of the restaurant, someone called, “Hi Betty”. Turned around and there was David Fly, his wife, MaeBelle, and their son, Bill, from Senatobia. Was so glad to see these former Vallians, and to meet Bill. David said they were out for a birthday celebration—his 78th.
On the way home (somewhere about Lake Way Grocery) I became very ill. Did make it home—thought sure I was going to have to make Sammie stop. Really thought I might just die for a couple of hours, but it passed and I had no lasting effect. In the middle of all this Betty Davis called, so I put her on stand-by, just in case I had to have help. After the stomach was empty, I went to sleep, woke up next morning and really thought I might just have dreamed the sickness—had no lasting symptoms at all.
I did get up early though because I wanted to make sure I was O.K. before meeting Jimmie at Mom’s to pick up the dog and take him to the groomer. We try not to expose her to any germs or viruses.
Jimmie suggested that we take in the Batesville Library Friends annual Book Sale. If you have not attended this event, make plans to get there next year.
Found Columnist Bill Sissell and his wife, Nannette, there—they’re members of “Friends of the Library”. They introduced me to everyone who came in and it was fun to put faces to names I’ve heard all these years. One, whom I needed no introduction to, was a Northwest Jr. College classmate, Valery McMinn Campbell. In college we had several classes together. Her husband, Lloyd, also a student at NWJC, was career military, so they were away from this area for many years. Neither of us could remember the last time our paths had crossed—it has been many years, though. She is still so beautiful—looks like she might be in her early 40s.
One fond memory that I shared with her was that Lloyd (whom we all called “Tex” during school years) undertook teaching me to rink skate. Even though he was a fantastic skater and a diligent teacher, I just could not learn. Lloyd would skate backward, holding my hands as I skated around the rink, having a great time. He’d turn loose and I’d fall. Well, guess he didn’t want to skate backward with me for the rest of his life, so he finally gave up.
I bought 15 great books and Jimmie picked up 18, and they gave us boxes of Reader’s Digest condensed books, magazines and music. We did give them donations, but they assured us that it was not necessary. One of the freebies was 24 copies of the old Christmas Cantata, “Carol of Christmas” by Petersen. I think this was the second cantata we presented at Camp Ground. We’re excited to have it and I would have been willing to pay lots more for this one work than the donation we gave them.
Arriving home, looking for a place on the library shelves for my new books, I decided to remove volumes on one of the lower shelves. The first book I pulled was one I’d purchased. Jimmie really wanted the book, also, and we’d planned to share it.
There is no reason for anyone in our area to take an out-of-state foliage trip this year. I’ve never see such a beautiful fall and it has been a long one. Highway 315 West, the Pope/Water Valley Road, Highway 32 West, 6 to Batesville, 7 to Oxford, and all the other roads I’ve traveled in the past month have been brilliant. There are several maples on these roads that have been picture perfect—they have now lost some of there leaves, but are still pretty.
Met either a Yalobusha or Panola County sheriff’s pickup on Saturday, probably also enjoying nature’s beauty. It was completely on my side of the road. I was travelling slowly, so I just stoped until it got back into the proper lane. Thought, I’m doing better then they are—at least I stay mostly in my lane.
With the warm sunny days, the roads have once again been filled with poor animals that have been out rambling. On Saturday I saw, dogs, cats, squirrel, rabbits, raccoons, opossums, skunks, a beaver, snakes, a fox, and armadillo. Did not see a dead deer, but almost got one. It came out about ten feet in front of me—thankfully I was driving slowing, looking at the foliage. Also had to stop and let a couple of squirrels, a Lab puppy, one of the prettiest Bassett Hounds I’ve every seen, and a persian cat cross.
Got home Friday night in time to watch Friday Night Fever. Was so excited to hear that the Blue Devils had won their first game in the play-offs. Congratulations.
This weekend will be Harvest Fest at the Mississippi Ag Museum. Our entire staff plans to be there. T. J. Ray of Oxford will be there Wednesday, all by himself, and he says the prediction is that about 1500 students will visit on this day. Joining him on Thursday will be Mary Sue and Bennett Anderson of Olive Branch. Again they will probably see some 1500 students. Jimmie and I will go down early Friday morning, so we’ll be at full staff on both Friday and Saturday.
If you’re in the Jackson area this week, or you want a fun fall outing, stop by the Museum and visit with us and see all the exciting events going on. They’ll be making sorghum, sawing logs, ginning cotton, quilting, spinning, weaving, all the exhibit buildings will be open, and there’s lots of rides and other things for the young folks.
If you have never visited our museum, think you’ll be surprised at what a treasure we have. This museum belongs to all of us and I’m so proud of it—it’s one of the best Ag Museums I’ve seen.