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Betty’s Week

By Betty Shearer

Received a letter from Mrs. Charlotte Boggs Rea (Mrs. Delton Rea). She writes:

“I want to tell you how much I still enjoy the Herald, and particularly your column.

“I also am enjoying the book I read about in the paper, ‘Potholes on the Road to Glory’.

“A few days ago I was talking on the phone to an “old” classmate, and as we talked about some of our ‘old’ classmates, I decided to ask you if you would comment in your column that Charlotte Boggs Rea and Ann Wagner Grub would like very much to hear from any of the Water Valley High Class of ’41 who may still be around. I am not free to have her address published, but you may publish mine (Mrs. Delton Rea, P.O. Box 85, Williamson, GA 30292), and I will forward any communications to her.

“I am also enjoying the ‘Looking Back’ columns, the railroad stories; also the features and interviews.

“I’m, so glad that Water Valley is not dead, as it was predicted to die when the I.C. shops were moved.

“Keep that paper coming!

“My best to all of Water Valley”

Dear Mrs. Rea, it was so good to hear from you and thanks so much for all the nice compliments. Hope the note asking for news of classmates gets lots of response.


Had an email from Shelton “Todd” Appleton, which reads:

“Like me, I am sure that many folks in Water Valley would be interested in what ever happen to our hometown vets. As you may, or may not know, we had young men and women who served their country from Water Valley in wars and several conflicts…now is the time to capture something about these Vets before they are gone. Are there folks who I went to school with who ever wondered what happened to Todd Appleton, Troy Keel and many others. I am a 22-year veteran, who served in both Korean and Viet Nam conflicts, retiring in 1974. For those that may have known me, I am still alive and doing well at 80 years old. Also, knew Ed Shearer too. He was the hardest person to ever tackle on the field—I have a scar across my tongue to prove it. I left Water Valley in 1952 for Korea and never returned. I am sending a photo of me from 1952—perhaps someone may remember me.”


I had a delightful phone visit with long-time, across-the-highway neighbor, Barbara Brown. Barbara was telling me about her genealogy searches and they were so interesting. Made me want to get involved with a similar project, doing a search into my family tree.

I’d called Barbara to check on their ad for the  upcoming Graduation Section. Graduation is right on us. If I have not called to see if you want an ad in this section, and you would like to have one, just give me a call and we’ll get you in. Deadline is next week.


Also visited with “Sonny” Milstead, via phone, for a few minutes Monday morning. Sonny has moved back to Arkansas to be near his daughter. We remembered his late wife, Mary House Inman Milstead. Had known Mary and most  of the House family for many years. She was a dear person, and I miss her visits to the Valley. Also learned a bit about Sonny’s first wife, the late Ann Shuffield Milstead—also a wonderful person. Ann is a sister to Linda, Odie and Charley, all of whom I’ve known for years. Never got to know Ann or Sonny (until recent years), because they left the Valley before I got here. He told me a bit about the place he’s living and it sounds like a beautiful place. Was good to talk with you, Sonny. He’s also a brother to Faye Milstead Ross, who worked at the Herald when Ed and I married—she almost seems like an older sister.


Even with no rain last week Woodland Drive in Batesville remains closed just past the nursing home after it washed out two weekends ago. I Do believe Batesville is slower getting street repairs done than the Valley—we have a great street department. I have to detour from my regular route and it is hard to remember. 


Missed the Kentucky Derby, but did get to see the winners’ presentations and two replays of the race. I turn the TV off when we have visitors in the room and when we were alone again and the TV was back on the race was over—doesn’t take long to run that race. American Pharaoh is an impressive horse and it would not surprise me if we have a triple-crown winner this year.


Heard a couple of interesting bits of information while watching the Home and Family Show Friday. I’ve taken Osteo Bi–Flex for many years. and it does work for me. The rheumatologist says that if you eat 12 black cherries a day it will produce the same results as two of these pills. Laughing, she continued, and they’re much tastier.

An allergist, appearing on the same show, told how to make dandelion tea and salad. She stated that if you used either, or both, of these items, you could throw away your Claritin. I used Claritin for many years for my sinuses and allergies and it works. However I would much prefer using something that’s good for me if it will work. For many years our yard was full of dandelions. Can’t find a one now that I want to try making tea and salad. Her directions were to pick the dandelion leaves, wash them thoroughly, then boil in water and steep like regular tea. Pour a cup of tea, add a tablespoon of honey, and drink. Salad could be made with the leaves and even the blossoms if you like (these add extra value). Combine with other salad ingredients and dress as you wish.

Now I knew that dandelions had some value, because when Jim was in school at  Rochester, we saw acres and acres of this green plant being cultivated.


Mother’s Day will be Sunday—can you believe it? My children are ahead of the game. I received four more of the Mitford Books, which I’m really enjoying. Jim’s killing two birds with one stone—his other mother, Sister Jimmie (whom he’s always called Sissie), is also enjoying them. My card is priceless, “Happy Saint Mother’s Day” on the cover and inside, “Well, that’ what it should be called.” Jim and Celeste added “Indeed! Much Love!”

Since I was only given one son, I’m glad I got a great one, and I’m also glad that he was smart enough to find me a wonderful daughter. Thanks for the gift and card—Love you both.

Happy Mother’s Day to my Mom and to all mothers everywhere.

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