One Down, One Wedding Yet To Go
By W. P. Sissell
That first wedding is over and the ladies of the family are much calmer, but that next one in September is not far away. One lady who saw me dutifully following Nannette around asked me how I fit in the wedding. I have no idea how she missed me following the grandmother of the groom into a seat on the second row. After the wedding the parties were great, although, as usual, everyone stayed too long.
Yesterday we were invited to to visit the home of Mr. and Mrs. Bowen Bridges—oh yes—this day and time in many cases, the newly weds move into a new home. Today I want to contrast this with the way it was just a few years ago, 1947, when Nannette and I married.
Mother, Dad, and Nannette had come to Mississippi State for my graduation. I requested that they get there early enough to meet the head of the Animal Science Department. After we got seated, Mr. Leveck started the conversation with—Mr. and Mrs. Sissell, and Nannette, I have a request for a farm manager at Brookhaven. The lady specifically asks for a young man who grew up on a farm. Of the eight graduates in Animal Science, Bill is the only one who meets that specification. Almost before Mr. Leveck got that last sentence completed Dad answered—”If he takes that job he will have a long commute to Quitman County, Crowder, where I expect him to manage our farm.” That settled that question at once and we had a long conversation. Mr. Leveck and a friend had been very successful in purchasing cows in south Mississippi and moving them to the Holly Springs area (and that is a short statement about a complicated operation).
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We, Nannette and I, knew nothing about the purchase of the farm in Quitman County. In the following days we did learn about the Delta farm. Not many of us in the Mississippi hills can feature an entire quarter section of land in one field. The first job on Dry Bayou was to fence pasture for half of our herd, a quarter section, eighty acres of that still in woods. There was one small detail—the place was rented for that year and we were to get possession after that crop was gathered. We were able to get possession of the pasture land and got it planted in soybeans mostly for hay. Some, a part of one field, we got the Bailey’s to combine for seed beans, for by this time yellow soybeans were a part of most farms cash crops. I might add that that fall was a wet one—The Baileys pulled that five foot combine with two tractors.
On the Sunday following graduation, Reverend J. E. Tramel, Minister of the Taylor Baptist Church, came to the Shipp’s home at Taylor to ask if Nannette would like to teach at his school, Lock Station (Lake Carrier) in Panola County. It would be much closer to the farm at Crowder than Camp Ground where she had already accepted a position.
Next week we’ll tell you more about that first year on Dry Bayou. Do have a good week—one sure thing is that we’re having a hot one although we got .82 inches of rain yesterday and it’s cooler this morning. You can reach me most of the time at 23541 Highway 6, Batesville, MS 38606 or 662-563-9879.