The Castle

Davis School, original 1904 building

“I was very lonesome after Tiny and Mary were both in school and would sit every day on the front steps with my Sue doll waiting for them to come home to lunch. Mama and Bama would be in the kitchen fixing lunch (only we called it dinner and the night meal supper). Mama would feel sorry for me and would let me make a ‘mess’ which was a concoction of flour, eggs, milk and anything else I cared throw in, pretending I was making a cake. Of course the messes were never cooked, but I sure did have fun pretending.

Tiny in First Grade, Davis School

“In September 1927 I finally started to Davis School. Davis was big old red brick school building with a tower, high ceilings and long corridors which smelled of disinfectant. It was a very frightening place to little fellows going there for the first time, and I for one never felt completely safe and secure there even though I was very glad to be old enough to go to school. There were basements where the restrooms were located, and they were always dark and damp and smelly. When it rained that was where we had to play, so I hated rainy days, and I don’t think I ever used the restroom.”

Davis School and Football Field

Much more to come on Davis School………Stay tuned. And for more photographs of Davis and other Greenwood schools, check out Donny Whitehead’s website, aboutgreenwoodms.com.

About sec040121

Hello....I'm in possession of a priceless collection of memoirs and memorabilia left by my mother, Sara Evans Criss. She was a native and lifelong (88 years!) devotee of our small town, who covered this peculiar and volatile corner of the world for 30 years as the Memphis Commercial Appeal's Greenwood bureau chief, a job that started out with debutantes and high school football and wound up spang in the midst of one of the twentieth century's most enduring social upheavals. This blog is dedicated to her memory and the legacy she left behind, both for her family and her community.
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