Monthly Archives: May 2011

“We had a Victrola in our living room. It had a handle on the side, and you had to wind it up to play records. We didn’t have a lot of records and we would play the ones we had … Continue reading →

“We went to Memphis on the train in May, 1927, and stayed at the Peabody Hotel, which was just two years old and the most wonderful place I had ever been in. Getting off the train and going into the … Continue reading →

“In the spring of 1927 there was a terrible flood on the Mississippi River at Greenville, and thousands of people had to flee their homes. Much of the Delta was under water. They put up large tents down the street … Continue reading →

“Since there was no television the comics (funny papers we called them) were the nearest thing we had to cartoons. On Sunday morning we would fight over that section of the Commercial Appeal. “We would sit in Daddy’s lap, and … Continue reading →

“The old Paramount Theatre on Washington Street, which burned a few years ago, was one of the favorite spots in town during all of our growing up years and even after we were grown. It had opened around 1910 [ed.note: … Continue reading →

“We always had a lot of flowers which Mama and Bama planted—zinnias, roses, marigolds and four o’clocks, which only opened up at four o’clock in the afternoon. We also had nasturtiums and sunflowers and hollyhocks. Bama had a garden which … Continue reading →

“Mrs. Petty from across the street was deathly afraid of storms. Every time a cloud turned a little dark she came running over to our house with Mable because our house was brick and theirs was frame, and she figured … Continue reading →

“Life was quiet and simple then, and a circus or carnival coming to town were really big events. Daddy always took off from work, and they would take us to the afternoon performance of the circus, which was always held … Continue reading →

“Mama would order her groceries from Fant’s Store, which was then out on Carrollton Avenue. There were no super markets then and no self service grocery stores. I think she called in an order nearly every morning and they would … Continue reading →

“We went to Odd Fellow Cemetery a lot with Bama and Mama, who took flowers out of the yard to put on Mama’s brother T.C.’s grave. T. C. had drowned in Moon Lake near Clarksdale when he was only nineteen … Continue reading →