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Betty’s Week

By Betty Shearer

Sounds like the second annual City-wide Clean-up went well. Numerous groups, both adults and young people, participated. Now that they’ve cleaned up our city, let’s keep it  clean and beautiful.  My van looks like the city garbage truck when its completely loaded, but I do not through litter out on the streets or the country roadsides. Wish I could have helped, but on Saturdays I’m stuck inside a nursing home room. Do appreciate all those who did have or took the time to beautify our Valley. Also, thanks to everyone who has done such good jobs of landscaping their yards—they are beautiful. Noticed the city crews out last week, trimming grass and their efforts are also appreciated.


I still have to go around the world to get to the nursing home in Batesville because of a culvert wash out on Woodland, only several hundred yards from the nursing home. When I went in Thursday afternoon, the crew was working on the road and they had a mountain of dirt (big as a medium size house).

Work continued Friday, and then on Saturday we had more rain in Batesville all morning long. Not sure we got that much at my house. When I left Saturday night the job was still not completed—hopefully by Thursday afternoon the road will be open again. Don’t think they have Dogwood open yet, either—I came home via the Pope/WV Road, so didn’t pass Dogwood.


Snooky and I arrived at work at the same time this morning (Monday). His breakfast gang were all at their back table on Wednesday—I waved—but think their discussion was to involved for them to notice me. I was there on time though, fellows. Snooky cautioned me to be at Dunn’s by 7 a.m. on Wednesday— promised him I’d make every effort to do so. Wouldn’t want anyone to have to wait long on our breaking news with their breakfast.


 We have so many birds coming to Bo’s feeder at the nursing home. I’m sure it keeps him busy filling it. Also, he has to keep the hanging basket watered and that’s another full time job. It’s on the west side of the building and with no rain after a few days it takes watering a couple of times a day to keep the flowers alive.

Mom and I sit inside and enjoy the fruits of his labor—I do keep the water bottles filled. Mom can see the birds and she knows that there is something red outside her window (the basket is filled with red geraniums).


Mother’s day weekend seemed to be a busy one. Hope all mothers got a visit from their children and even though I know that gifts are not important to most of us hope you received something you are enjoying.

Didn’t get to visit with Celeste and Jim in person, but phone calls are wonderful. Also am enjoying immensely the books they sent. The Midford series is so interesting and entertaining. I love them because I understand photography, know a little about airplanes, about plants, about carpentry, and all the businesses on Main Street are comparable to what was on Main Street in the Valley when I arrived here. I can put Water Valley names on most of the people who run the Midford stores  It’s fun.          The newspaper editor is a combination of David and Ed. The production of the paper is cira late 1940s and early 1950s (old letterpress).


Attending Sunday morning services were several visitors. Among them was the family of Ed Hill and the late Betty Jean Black Hill. It was good to see Ronnie, Malinda Hill Turner and her son, Ethan. Ethan graduated from Ole Miss on Saturday. Found out he’s a journalism major and having known the kid all his life, it was the first I knew of this. Ethan had participated in so many mission trips that I just assumed that he was in some religious related program. He a smart, sweet young man and I know he’ll do well in whatever field he chooses.

All mothers were presented a rose, by their child, if one was present. Jim and Celeste didn’t get to come home. The Hills were seated on the pew behind me, so I turned to Ronnie and says, “You can be my son today.”                     He replied that he’d be honored and it was great to have him as an adopted son for the day —and I also got another hug. Our young people had kept a close eye on mother’s without children present, so Jacqlyn Swinskowski also brought me a rose. She a sweet young lady, and I’ll share her as a granddaughter any day. 

Bro. Lynn brought an excellent Mother’s  Day sermon. One of his points was the gifts children give their Moms. First, and foremost, is the knowledge of Jesus as their Savior, if they don’t know Him. Then there are gifts of all the wonderful memories they provide us throughout our lives. It would take several books for me to relate all of those and I have only one child. Bro. Lynn told several great stories—he has several volumes of these. The one I enjoyed most was: A child went to a high end department store and selected a very expensive jar of wrinkle cream. While wrapping the gift the clerk inquired, “What did you give your Mom last year?” His reply, “The wrinkles.”


Graduation time is here. Most colleges and universities have already had their commencement programs. High school graduations will be held during the next couple of weeks. Water Valley’s will be next week. Included in next week’s edition of the Herald will be our Graduation Section, which contains pictures and biographies of most of the seniors, along with congratulatory ads from most of the merchants in the Valley and some personal congratulations.

If you would like an ad call us immediately and we’ll try to squeeze you in.



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