By Betty Shearer
Have to start on my soapbox this week. One morning last week on an early morning TV show the reasons for our poor economy were being tossed around. Top reason finally boiled down to loss of jobs. Now the government wrecked our job market, but I don’t believe they can turn it around. However, I do think the public can. Each time I put on a garment I cringe when I read the labels—made in every country but the U.S. I can remember when if it was not made in our country, I simply didn’t buy it. Now, if you want a new article of clothing you have to pick the country of origin that offends you the least. If we simply refuse to buy these foreign labels, I think we’d get back to U.S. made. Made in Water Valley were excellent jeans and casual clothes, along with super uniforms. Now that’s just in our little town.
We had Kellwood in Coffeeville, Batesville made girdles and hose and I know that clothing was made in all the other towns around. All this was great clothing – much better than we’re wearing today. I have enough clothes in my closet to wear for the rest of my lifetime and I’m sure most everyone does also.
We may have to pass clothes around for children and maybe some of our adult items if weight goes up or down, but I think we could do it.
Also I’m sitting on a sofa that was made in China – I bought it without checking the label. It’s comfortable, but I hate it simply because I could have bought one made in the U.S. had I simply been on top of things. We can still buy U.S. made furniture and it’s good. We have the man-power, the factories, and the raw materials.
Thursday night I attended the Water Valley High School Drama Club’s production of “Almost, Maine” and it was wonderful. I was surprised to find this event well attended, even with the inclement weather. The sets were awesome, the dialog flawless – these students performed like professionals. Lighting was very good. The only fly in the ointment was the sound system. We really do have to upgrade the sound at the auditorium. Mrs. Anderson, director of the Drama Club, was excellent, and I’d like to give credit to others but my program went with the rental car I was driving last week. However, let me express my appreciation to each of you for a delightful night of entertainment.
More entertainment came my way Friday night with the Water Valley Arts Council’s poetry reading at Bozart’s. The featured poet, a favorite of mine, was Dessie Caulfield. Daughter Dorothy read first and gave a very touching rendition. Several others read Dessie’s works and all were wonderful. They were reading from Dessie’s first book of poetry, Goblet of Dreams, which has been in our library since it was published. I’ve read it several times, but must pull it from the shelf for another reading. Dessie has a new book of poems coming out this summer. Those of us attending Friday night were privileged to sign up for a copy—can’t wait to get this.
Dessie, although not feeling well, attended and she seemed to enjoy the tribute to her very much. I know we all enjoyed visiting with her.
At the conclusion of the reading, she was presented the second Ed Shearer, III Award, so both Dessie and I had a great evening. Couldn’t have chosen a more deserving recipient of this award and I’m so honored that this was named for my beloved husband.
It was great to visit with Dessie’s other daughter, Mary Alice, Dorothy’s husband, Richard Wiman, and Dessie’s son, Barron, and I know there were many other family members present.
Saturday night I attended the final night of Y-Fest. Took cupcakes from Woodland Hills and helped serve the hamburger supper. It’s always so much fun to work with the group that helps with this event. We remarked that maybe we only see each other once or twice a year, but we make up or it when we do get together. I had my back to the serving line, but a few folks recognized me even from that angle. Margo and Jeff Bailey (you often see their names in the Tillatoba News) stopped for a short visit. They are members of Pope Baptist Church, where most of my family attend, and where I was a member over 50 years ago and where Ed and I were married. It is always great to see this lovely young couple.
Cooking the burgers were Nancy and Joel Rogers, Jim Gholson, Jim Tate, and I’m sure several others—I never got back to the grill. They did a good job. We had enough cupcakes to feed Yalobusha and surrounding counties—we couldn’t even give the things away. They were all delicious, but you can only eat so many.
Was very impressed with the speaker, Ryan Melson. His message was understood by all in attendance – young and old. Also the Tom Edwards Band presented very worshipful music. I was glad to see young people being taught to worship and not just being entertained.
The attendance for this event was down a bit from last year, but again we had poor weather conditions and there is a lot of sickness in our area. Those of us attending did get a blessing. We appreciate the efforts of Linda Gholson, Bro. Truman Scarbrough, Mrs. Shirley Edwards, and the many others who work so hard on this program each year.
Got the van back on Friday afternoon and it looks almost like new – do miss my duct tape though. With that tape I could pick my van out of the crowd of silver vehicles.
Went over to Mom’s early Friday to cook some of Sunday lunch, since I was not going to be there on Saturday. Also cooked for Friday noon – chicken and dumplins. Called Bo and Carolyn and Bo came up to consume his share. It was a profitable lunch sharing, as Bo had a practically new lawn mower that he donated when I expressed that I needed to buy a new one. It came to me through him via Brother Terry in Brandon. Neither of them needed the push mower, and I like a push model. He also volunteered some flooring for my attic—think I’ll cook for him more often.