Geneva: She wasn’t just the life of the party. She WAS the party!
February 26, 2014 at 2:43 AM (Geneva and Joe)
An Oldie… But A Goodie!
May 25, 2012 at 8:52 PM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Growing Up Years, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Nathan and Icy, Our Beautiful Branches, Photos: Just for Fun, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
Prayer Requests for the Family!
April 9, 2009 at 9:22 PM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
Family, we need to all join together in praying for Uncle Winnie, for Uncle Joe who will be having surgery shortly, and for Uncle Johnny. Please join me in praying for all of our dear uncles, for their health and well being… let’s all join together and send up some prayers! They are so special to all of us. And while you are at it, pray for Aunt Clynese, Aunt Teen, Aunt Geneva and Aunt Verna! They could use your prayers as well!
PRAYER WORKS!
.39 Cents for a Super Jumbo Banana Split?
February 24, 2009 at 8:17 PM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Growing Up Years, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Just for Fun, Nathan and Icy, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
In light of today’s stressed economy, I thought it would be nice to have a little flash-back to that great golden era….. the 50’s.
Do you remember what you paid for a coke and a sandwich at Woolworth’s in the 1950’s? (Do you even know what Woolworth’s was?) Try paying ten cents for a ice-cold King Size bottle of Coke and forty cents for a super deluxe sliced ham, stacked high on bread, toast or a roll… your choice! That’s a whoppin’ fifty cents for lunch, folks!
After that sandwich we could have them pour us a piping hot cup of that rich Woolworth coffee and then have them cut us a piece of that delicious “fifteen cent” layer cake… maybe chocolate! (These days, you couldn’t dust a cake pan with flour for “fifteen cents.”) Or, if you don’t want cake, perhaps we’ll just have an “extra rich old fashioned ice cream soda” for “twenty five cents?” I don’t know about you but it’s sure made my mouth water!
Oh, the good ole days!
Our Newest Little Family Member! Meet Tiki!
February 18, 2009 at 8:37 AM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Just for Fun, Kid Corner, Nathan and Icy, Our Beautiful Branches, Our Not-So-Extended Family, Photos: Just for Fun, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
WE HAVE SOME “BABY NEWS!”
Squeeky (that’s little Clynese) and Jon have a special new addition to their beautiful family. Everyone… meet:
“Tina Kaye!”
What a “very pink” precious little angel!
They call her “Tiki” for short! That’s too cute!
I know Teen and Jimmy are just BEAMING!



Drop them all a note and congratulate them if you get a chance!








Dick Attempts To Quit Smoking
January 5, 2009 at 8:50 AM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Nathan and Icy, Our Beautiful Branches, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
There was a time when cigarettes were advertised everywhere! TV, magazines, radio… it was glorified, really. Glamorized! And lots of folks smoked.
Dick was one of them. And as we all know, smoking is a very addictive habit. But as time went by, the dangers of smoking became apparent and there was a movement that encouraged smokers to quit. Dick found himself square in the middle of this movement.
He wasn’t thrilled. He enjoyed smoking, but he vowed to give it his best shot.
Dick loved to stay busy. He worked with his hands a lot, so this helped. He was a crafted carpenter and would build things. He made little miniature chairs for the little great nieces and nephews and birdhouses… along with other nice things. And because he was an engineer, everything he made was beautiful. He always used the best materials and put all he had into each piece.
Well, as some of you x-smokers know, it’s hard to quit smoking. His wife, Teen, and a few other family members had to run errands one day. Dick decided he wanted a cigarette and it was a good time to discreetly one! He went outside to the yard so nobody would smell smoke in the house.
He found a nice spot in the shade, just to the side of the house. Standing near the hedges, not worrying a bit that he would ever be discovered, he fired up the cigarette and inhaled. Nobody was in sight… and he was only going to smoke one! “What would that hurt,” he thought!
He looked around and surveyed his yard. Things had sure been dry that year. No matter how hard they tried, they had struggled keeping everything watered. The shrubbery and grass had really dried up from the extreme heat and no rain. His yard was usually green and beautiful, but now “just an ugly brown!”
Suddenly… as he was enjoying his much needed cigarette, to his shock and surprise, his wife’s car pulls up into the driveway. His family had returned and he was right in the middle of a good smoke! They sure made a quick trip to the store! He thought he would have enough time. He looked around in a panic… he had to get rid of the evidence but there was “no time…!” They were getting out of the car!
He quickly tossed the cigarette down on the ground, under the bush he was standing next to!
As the family walked towards him… the bush went up in flames!
Well, needless to say, they all realized what had happened and had a good laugh.
And after that, teased him unmercifully about the “burning bush.”
They called him Moses!
Left to Right: Jimmy, Icy, Teen, Dick
Oh, and by the way… maybe that experience helped him, because we are pleased to report that he was eventually successful and ‘did’ whip his long held habit… he was able to completely quit smoking, which made everyone who loved him extremely happy! (And an additional benefit: the “fire risk” around their house went way, way down.)
We sure do miss you… you always made us smile!
Doodle Bug!
January 4, 2009 at 5:30 AM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Growing Up Years, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Nathan and Icy, Our Beautiful Branches, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
Nathan had a nickname for Doc. He called his brother-in-law “Doodle Bug.”
Doc called Nathan “Jelly!”
When Nathan got off work, he and Icy would often load all the kids up in the car and make a track to the country to see Doc and Vivian.
Because it was usually late when he got off work, they were often arriving in the wee hours of the morning. On this particular trip, Nathan was not familiar with where Doc’s house was. They drove around for a bit and growing frustrated and tired, Nathan finally picked out the house he thought was his brother-in-law’s. He was sure of it… it just had to be Doc’s house!
Icy said, “Nathan, that’s not Doc’s house.”
Nathan protested, “I think it is, Icy!”
Back and forth they argued about it. Finally Icy said, “Well go bang on the door and see…!”
So Nathan pulled in front of the house and beat a path to the door.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!” (…at 2:00 a.m. in the morning!)
“Doodle Bug! Doodle Bug! Get Up! Open Up Doodle Bug,” Nathan hollered as he banged loudly at the door!
A very sleepy, grumpy man finally dragged himself to the door and said, “WHO IN THE WORLD IS DOODLE BUG?”
Nope! It wasn’t Doodle Bug! Yes, as you have probably guessed by now, they had the wrong house!
I wonder if Icy couldn’t resist telling Nathan, “I told you so!” (If she didn’t, I’m sure she thought it!)
Nathan explained to the startled, tired man who “Doodle Bug” was, and the man directed him to Doc’s house.
And if you are wondering where in the world Nathan came up with the nickname “Doodle Bug,” we can only guess. My wild guess is that it most likely came from his workplace. They used to call some of the trains…. yes, “Doodle Bugs!”
And “Jelly?” Oh, that’s easy! “Jelly Roll!”
Or was it from:
Jelly Roll Morton – 1923/24
Huuuummmm….
LINKS:
Doodlebugs live on in historical train information
Memories at the ATS… Doodle Bugs
Popular Music
“Doodlebug” or “Song of the Doodlebug” – U.S., 1928
Echoing the children’s rhymes of American antlion folklore, the lyrics of this song claim that a doodlebug can be enticed out of its hole by putting one’s mouth near its pit and singing:
Doodle, doodle, doodle. . . hop up bug!
Doodle, doodle, doodle. . . hop up bug!
That doodle jump up and look all around
and doodle back in the ground.
Originally performed by the Georgia Yellowhammers, the “Song of the Doodlebug” appears on several contemporary folk recordings…
The Special Gift: A Labor of Love
January 3, 2009 at 10:46 PM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Growing Up Years, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Our Beautiful Branches, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
Cheryl writes: “During one of our family’s many trips to see everyone, I received an invitation to spend the night with Clynese’s eldest daughter, Sheila and her husband, Louis. I was thrilled. I have always loved Sheila and Louis. They were (and still are) brilliant in my eyes, never too busy to listen to my early teenage silliness or spend time talking with me. They always treated me as though I were an adult and I liked that.
So off we went!
We had a lovely time. Sheila and Louis have always been fascinating, as was their home. It was a warm, fun place to explore and to my delight I discovered that they shared the same love that I had for books. They had an entire wall covered with books. There were books everywhere! I was in heaven! I dreamed of having that many books of my own some day.
We shared a great evening, but nighttime came quickly…
They fixed a place for me on their couch and went off to bed. The only problem…. I wasn’t sleepy yet. So I stayed up, looking through more of their wonderful books. They wouldn’t mind…
I had never seen that many books before, except at the library back home. There seemed to be a book for every subject you could imagine. I must have flipped through them all. As the night ticked away… as I thumbed through book after book, I noticed that they didn’t seem to be arranged in any sort of way.
I had always arranged my books by size. Their books weren’t like that. There were big books next to little books… They were just all messed up. This was no good! It didn’t look “pretty,” I thought. So, I decided to rectify this problem immediately and surprise them the next morning.
I spent most of the night, working diligently into the early morning hours, arranging each books according to it’s size. From big to little, from the top shelf to the bottom shelf, and from left to right I stacked each books carefully. Once done, I stepped back to behold the “magnificent order” I had created! It looked beautiful and “so organized!”
I could hardly wait to show them what I had done for them! I slept hardly a wink in anticipation.
Morning came quickly, and when Sheila and Louis entered the room I proudly pointed to the bookcase to show them what I had done for them. They were so surprised! They thought it looked very nice and I was so pleased that they liked it and appreciated all my hard work.
Years later… they told me, with a smile, that they had their books organized “alphabetically.”
Opps!
Well… you gotta love ’em for how they handled it. They could have really devastated me, but instead, they chose to handle it with love.
And I loved them all the more for it.“
Happy New Year Family!
January 1, 2009 at 6:12 AM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Just for Fun, Nathan and Icy, Our Beautiful Branches, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
Yigaquv osaniyu adanvto adadoligi naqvv utlogasdi nihi
(May The Great Spirit’s Blessings always be with you)
Oh, Father Time… slow down, please!
What’s the big hurry?
Merry Christmas Family – I Love You All!
December 23, 2008 at 10:05 AM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Nathan and Icy, Our Beautiful Branches, Our Not-So-Extended Family, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
Do you know that each of us have an impact on a minimum of 3 generations? Knowing this, and realizing the positive impact so many of you have had in my life, it confirms that I come from “good stock” and have an extremely high standard to live up to!
I have every birthday card you ever sent to me, tied up in ribbons. The graduation cards, letters of encouragement… all of them. You may have thought they were insignificant when you sent them, but think not. I often think of how blessed I’ve been to have your constant love and support all these years, loving me in spite of my flaws!
I would like to say that I am very thankful for each and every one of you. I have been so blessed in my life to have you. I am thankful for my grandparents and great grandparents (generations back…) on both sides, who gave me two wonderful, Godly parents to love and care for me. I am thankful for my brothers and my sister who I love dearly. And what has been so unique about this family is that our extended family has been the same source of strength, encouragement and love. My cousins are like my brothers and sisters. And I had relationships with not only aunts and uncles, but also great aunts and uncles! That’s a rare and special thing.
No one on earth has had better parents; nor better siblings; nor better in-laws; nor better aunts and uncles than we’ve had; nor better great aunts and uncles; nor better cousins; nor better nieces and nephews… I am proud to be part of such a wonderful family.
The past years have been filled with much laughter and love… so abundant that it can’t be measured! It fills me up. The memories are sweet and will forever be in my heart. God has blessed us more than any of us realize by giving us each other. We need to embrace that and keep sending back out what we have so generously received.
I pray for God’s blessings in each of your lives. May the new year bring you all good health, peace, much joy and an abundance of God’s goodness and grace. This weblog of memories is my gift to you all. I hope you enjoy it. Let’s keep it going, growing and keep the love flowing!
Life isn’t measured by the number of breaths you take,
but by the moments that take your breath away!

Note: For the ones not featured yet, please email me with photos and stories to share with the others! Let’s use this weblog to keep everyone up-to-date and connected with each other! I want to include everyone! Omissions are only due to lack of time, lack of photos, lack of stories, etc. Your submissions are welcomed and encouraged!
We may not have it all together… But together we have it all!
God Bless and Keep You All!
Merry Christmas!
Sweet Memories
December 22, 2008 at 11:04 PM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Growing Up Years, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Nathan and Icy, Our Beautiful Branches, Our Not-So-Extended Family, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
I can close my eyes and transcend back in time to ‘those two little white houses on Carnes.’ Such happy, safe places… embedded forever in my memory…
(Front Row) Debbie, Michael, Teresa; (Back Row) Johnny, Verna, Icy
Johnny, Verna and Nathan and Icy lived side-by-side there. Maybe that is why Johnny and Verna’s kids were so close to their Mamaw and Papaw! They saw them every day. They fed and cared for them just as their parents did.
Left to Right: Teresa, Debbie, Cheryl
Being a cousin who lived out of town, I was so envious of that. Not in a bad way. But I would dream of being able to walk out my front door and see my grandparents whenever I wanted. I thought Michael, Debbie and Teresa were so lucky…
Left to Right: Cheryl, Teresa and Debbie
We mostly visited around Christmas or Easter, so those times of year always brings back good memories for me. I remember the long drive in our blue stationwagon. Me and my brothers laid out a blanket in the back and played i-spy or games. We were always so excited to see the cotton fields and share croppers’ homes, because that meant we were getting close. And shortly after we would see the bridges stretched across the Mississippii River and be reminded that our grandfather helped build one of them.
I usually stayed at my Uncle Johnny’s house. And Debbie and I were absolutely inseparably from the time we arrived, until the moment we left. We are only one month apart in age and had so much fun together!
Left to Right: Debbie, Icy, Cheryl
Left to Right: Cheryl, Nathan and Debbie
At some point during our visit, all the aunts and uncles would come over. They were aunts and uncles who lovingly kept in touch with us throughout the year, always remembering birthdays or coming to visit with us at our home in the country. All the cousins seemed more like siblings back then.
My very sweet great aunts and uncles would come too. Uncle Abe and Aunt Gladys, along with my Uncle Doc and Aunt Vivian. We were blessed to have relationships with them, as well. And sometimes there were folks there I didn’t even know, the family and friends were so many! ‘The more the better,’ as far as our Mamaw and Papaw were concerned.
Left to Right: Joe, Geneva (back) Clynese (front), Jimmy, Sara, Michael
If the weather was good, the day was filled with everyone playing horse shoes or washers (played the same way as horse shoes but with great big washers) in the back yard. Nathan was pretty darn good… weren’t too many that could beat him. He laughed a lot. It was something he loved almost as much as fishing. (He would stand ‘knee- deep’ in a pond and fish with a metal fishing pole during a lightening storm! I know that because I saw him do it.)
If the weather was bad, everyone just crowded in the house. There were people everywhere. Everyone was ‘just happy to be together’ and there was lots of catching up to do. It was fun just to be in the midst of it all. Usually there was a card table or two set up or they were gathered around the kitchen table, playing cards and dominoes.
Left to Right: Winnie, Dave, Johnny, Joe, Jimmy (Child, Larry)
Oh how they loved to play cards! They say that Gladys, Nathan’s sister also had a love for playing cards and that as she played, she would just ‘chew that gum as she kicked that leg! ‘ She was pretty, from photos I’ve seen. I can just see her doing that, and I hear them saying, “…go to the bone yard!” Nathan and Abe, laughing together, smoking on their pipes or fat cigars… I have one of those pipes and ‘I treasure it.’
We little girls learned early that if we jumped up on their laps as they sat around the table, ‘pretending to be sweet’ and they would usually give us a quarter! That quarter bought a lot back then! We would run down the block to the little store on the corner and buy candy.
Left to Right: Nathan, Icy
The women, I remember, sometimes sat around talking while they snapped beans, preparing the meal. As a young girl, I can remember being recruited to look through the beans and pick out the little rocks. I didn’t like beans much but I loved the process of getting them ready to cook.
The women were usually in the kitchen, cooking up the big dinner. Mamaw always put on an apron as she cooked. The food was always good. Makes my mouth water to think of it.
The men were served first (…I think the men came up with that rule) at the big table, the children were next, and then the women finally ate. And, of course, the women had the chore of clean-up. (These were two traditions that really needed upgrading!)
Mamaw Icy would ask Papaw where something was and he would say, “Right cher!”
Icy always had a lot of puzzles and things for kids to play with. And she loved to work them with us. Nathan loved puzzles too! And oh, how Nathan loved babies. But when they got bigger, he didn’t know what to do with them.
After dinner someone would put some music on. Usually Jimmy, because he has always loved and collected music! Sara and the sisters would start jitterbuggin, pulling whoever they could grab out on the floor and the kids would watch in amazement. They could really “cut a rug!”
I usually stayed at Uncle Johnny’s with Debbie. Michael had the little room in the back that I thought was just the greatest! I loved going back there and hanging around him. I thought Michael was ‘it!’
I remember a closet we kids would crawl through, from one room to another when we played hide-and-seek. We were forbidden from going into Uncle Jimmy’s room…. it looked so inviting! His room was always so NEAT! Everything in it’s place. The forbidden was so intriguing! But sometimes we were ‘invited in’ and that was a special privilege. We’d sit on the floor, look at his pictures, talk and listen to the oldies!
Best of all, I remember sitting on the front porch or sprawling out in the floor (in everyones’ way), coloring with Debbie with the gigantic box of colors I got for Christmas (that had a built in sharpener and every color in the rainbow).
The two houses were always so safe and warm because love dwelled there. Christmas time was extra special… the tree decorated with shiny, silver ice sickles and big, glittery Christmas balls dangling… the glittering tree towering over the many presents stacked high beneath! And the smell of sugar cookies and laughter was in the air… Oh how I wish I could be there, playing, laughing, talking… just one more time, surrounded by everyone, including all those who have since crossed over. I think we would all appreciate it more…
I hold these memories deep in my heart. No one can ever steal them. It is a place I can go to renew myself at any time. It reminds me how richly blessed I am to have a family bound together by love. I know our family is not perfect and we have had our bumps in the road. But as the Garth Brooks song says… “I could have missed the pain, but I’d have had to miss the dance…” So, I put any pain away, and say thank you for the dance!
To each of you, I say thank you. The best gifts you gave me could never fit under a tree… but they are forever tucked in my heart.
Life is what happens while we are busy making other plans…
Take time to enjoy the journey this year!
Nathan
December 19, 2008 at 6:33 PM (Clynese and Winnie, Geneva and Joe, Growing Up Years, Jimmy, Johnny and Verna, Nathan and Icy, Our Beautiful Branches, Sara & Dave, Teen and Dick)
Nathan was short in stature, but was a giant of a man and the most wonderful dad anyone could have. He was very polite , always tipping the hat he always had on. He would say “How-dee doo,” as the southern gents always did. He would say “roast-neers” for corn-on-the-cob (short in the south for roasting ears). He would say “might-neer” for almost.

Granddaughter, Cheryl and Nathan (1959)
Although he only went to the 8th or 9th grade because he was needed on the farm, he was an extremely smart man. He could do plumbing work that was passed by the city inspectors, working under master plumbers’ licenses. He could do electrical work on new homes and did it to perfection. He could do carpenter work, building rooms onto his house. He could fix his vehicles, regardless of the problem.
His job was a railroad watchman. With his limited education, it was all he could find. He also cut hair for 25 cents all around the neighborhood and it was great to have the extra cash, as there were 6 kids to feed, cloth and get through school.
Nathan rode a bike to work, with a place to fasten his lunch box on the back. He loved to eat egg sandwiches. Folks didn’t know that was not good to eat so much of, but the bike probably helped him to live as long as he did. Perhaps he could have lived into his 80’s if he hadn’t eaten some of the things he did.
They had two cows named “Tiny and Daisy.” Nathan loved those cows and would sing to them, while milking. One day Daisy caught her horns on the telephone pole and Nathan had to cut her horns to free her, while all the children watched and cried.