Monthly Archives: June 2011

“In the fall Bigma came to visit us and while she was there she died in her sleep one night in October, 1929. They took her back to Greenwood to bury her on the lot where T.C. was buried.” October, … Continue reading →

“Daddy had found a house at 1911 Robinson Street in West Jackson. It was owned by a cousin of his and was not far from the oil mill so we rented it and lived there the three years we were … Continue reading →

Daughterofthedelta takes a slight detour today to wish Happy Birthday to everyone’s favorite aunt, Patricia Evans Ellington Evans. She completed the Evans family circle while they lived in Jackson, and she’s taken care of each and every one of us … Continue reading →

  Sara’s memoirs take us now from Greenwood to Jackson for a little over three years, but we’ll be returning to Greenwood in 1932. The Strong Avenue house will not reappear in these stories, so today’s blog is a tribute … Continue reading →

“By this time we were enjoying Son more than ever. Every morning Mama would build a fire in the living room for us to dress by. She was trying to potty train Son and would tell us to hold his … Continue reading →

“Daddy left his job at the Buckeye Oil Mill and opened up a cotton brokerage office on Howard Street in about 1927, but the next year accepted a job as manager of the Delta Cotton Oil Company in Jackson, and … Continue reading →

“The year before we moved I was in second grade with Miss Tallou Townsend as my teacher. It was an uneventful but happy school year, and I was still in the class with most of the friends I had made … Continue reading →

“I remember walking over to River Road with Mama to see the new bridge (Keesler Bridge) they were building across the Yazoo River. She liked to tell us about the big steamboats which used to come down the river hauling … Continue reading →

“The house on Strong Avenue had bookcases in the living room, and they were always filled with books. Both Mama and Daddy liked to read and always provided us with plenty of books. We had a set of The Encyclopedia … Continue reading →

“It was on one of my visits with Bama to Big’s house that I first met Miss Minnie Attlesey, the next door neighbor. She had come over to visit, the only time I remember her coming over there even during … Continue reading →