Bro. Thurman Seber preached at New Home Baptist Church Sunday. We were proud to have him and Mrs. Laura with us.
Billie Simpson was sick Sunday and unable to attend her church. I hope she will be feeling better soon.
Mabel Pack received a call from her sister Elsie Fergerson of Australia. She was proud to hear from home folks.
Mable Pack visited her daughter Pam Pack.
William and Victoria Stanley of Crossville spent the weekend with their grandparents John and Peggy Caldwell.
Sympathy is extended to the family of Morris Braswell in his passing away. He is remembered fondly working in the store for years. He was always friendly and willing to help the customers.
Clara May Hawkins spent Monday in DeKalb Community Hospital having test done. I hope she will soon be better.
McKala Ferrell visited Clara May Hawkins Sunday evening. Faye Adkins visited in the morning.
Billy and Mary Jane Hooper and Sue Cook were dinner guests with Johnnie Ruth Hunt Sunday. They were helping Billy celebrate his birthday.
Visitors of Lu Autry Malone on Friday night were Wanda Tramel of Crossville on Saturday and Joyce Wright of Murfreesboro spent the day. On Sunday Rawling and Jessie Vanatta and Jeff and Jaylene Vanatta came over for lunch.
Rita and Charlie Robinson visited Jorden and Suprena Melton Saturday evening.
Phil and Susan George visited Bob Walden at Cross Roads Monday. Bob is home from DeKalb Community Hospital after spending several days there.
Sue Arnold visited Corrine Melton Monday.
Bro. Virgil Hibdon Jr. spent some time in the Middle Tennessee Medical Center in Murfreeboro. I hope he will soon be better.
Barbara Vannatta went to Vanderbilt Hospital in Nashville Monday for tests, because she has shingles. Jeff and Jaylene Vanatta took her.
My son, Ralph, says that I am a good storyteller and that he inherited his love for storytelling from me. Of course I grew up without a television or a telephone. Later in life, we finally got a battery-powered radio and enjoyed listening to the Grand Ole Opry and some other weekly programs.
Storytelling was a means of learning family history while also a good method of entertainment. As a child, I would sit for hours listening to my daddy tell about being orphaned after his parents died. My favorite stories were about him going to church and his faith in the Lord. Then after he passed away, we moved in with my maternal grandparents. My grandmother was a good storyteller.
Also, Uncle Claude White was a master storyteller even though he retold them many times. He had a way of building the suspense and making the tale sound like a brand new one.
He swore that they were all true, but I never knew for sure. Uncle Claude could keep a person almost spellbound as he told about riding a horse one night and how a mysterious person climbed up behind him. Uncle Claude said he knew someone was riding behind him because he felt the person’s hand on his shoulder although he never saw the stranger’s face.
Uncle Claude had lots of stories that covered everything from the ghost rider to remedies for any sickness that came along. I remember one remedy in particular. He said that if a person had a constant nosebleed it could be stopped by taking a pocket knife, letting a drop of blood fall on the blade, and then the person should stick the blade into the ground.
I never took his medical advice but was somehow convinced that he knew what he was talking about.