Dean and Connie Neely of Shelbyville visited his sister Marie Walls. They had dinner at Kilgore’s Restaurant.
Linsey Ervin and friends had vacation in Georgia recently.
Sue Arnold celebrated a birthday Wednesday, July 18. Barbara Lawson visited Sue recently.
Billie Simpson visited Corine Melton Saturday. Cloie Braswell visited Billie Simpson recently.
Guest for lunch on Saturday with Faye Adkins were Jordon, Nicole and Christian Cripps, and Troy, Brittany and Hope Linn.
Faye Adkins visited Kenneth and Lucy Young Sunday. Lucy is slowly recovering from surgery.
Billy Sutton is now a patient at NHC receiving therapy.
Jordon and Nicole Cripps celebrated their second wedding anniversary in Murfreesboro Saturday evening.
Recent visitors of Barbara Self were Mary McKenzie, Carl and Frances McBride, John and Peggy Caldwell, Nina Lawrence, and Barbara Burton.
Randy and Natasha Vaughn celebrated their wedding anniversary July 22. I hope they have many more happy years together.
Sunday dinner guests of LuAutry Malone were Larry and Wanda Tramel, Miles Malone, Randy, Natasha and Ellie Vaughn, Jordon Malone and Sabrina Hale.
There were a lot of people around attending the Alexandra Fair last week. I used to enjoy going when I was able. So many things I can’t do any more. Going to church I miss more than anything. I watch preaching on T.V.
Joyce Wright of Murfeesboro spent Sunday night with her mother LuAutry Malone. They visited Ray and Reba Malone on Monday.
Jeff and Jaylene Vanatta spend the weekend in Gatlinburg.
My cousin, Jo Dean White Redmon, called recently and we reminisced about picking huckleberries when we were youngsters.  She mentioned about one day when her daddy, Tom White, and her sister, Robbie Jewell White Tate, were picking huckleberries at Snow Hill in one of the deep hollows.
They climbed over the hills picking berries and finally got a large bucket each. 
Well, they had other buckets to be filled, so they put the full ones under a shade tree and headed back out.  When they returned later in the day, their buckets were gone.  They never knew who got them, if the berries were sold, or made into jelly.
Jo Dean and I laughed about the fact that we earned 10 cents a gallon for our berries. Of course, 10 cents was a lot of money back then.  Most of the time, we sold our berries at Fallie Hill’s grocery store. People would tell Fallie that they wanted berries. He would take orders and allow us to pick them. Fallie did not get any money out of the deal. It was his way to being a good neighbor.
I also remember when my son, Ralph, and my brother and sister, Mac Ervin and JoAnn Ervin Pittman, would pick berries.
One day we were picking on Herbert Vickers’ farm.  Mac and JoAnn were fussing about something like many brothers and sisters do. Joann finished picking her bucket first and then helped Ralph fill his saying that she would never help Mac again.
That is just like children; get mad one moment and quickly forget about it the next. Mac and JoAnn were very close growing up and were like a big brother and a big sister to Ralph since their ages are not far apart. I remember that when Ralph started school at Cross Roads, they watched after him to make sure no larger children picked on their little nephew.
It does me good to reminisce about the bygone years.
I’m thankful that Jo Dean reminded me about picking huckleberries.