Category: Journeys, Stories, & Conversations

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The Dupree House

The Dupree House, located near the Natchez Trace in Raymond, Mississippi, was occupied by the Holliday family from 1933 to 1966.* Emily’s mother-in-law Peggy Holliday Hester lived here  when she was young. The photo and article shared in this post was located among Peggy’s treasured keepsakes. The Dupree House is currently owned by Charles and Brenda…

“Baby Sue” by Ruth McMillin

Here is another poetic treasure I’m sharing by our Granny’s oldest sister, Ruth. Check out her other poems here: “Breaking Day” and “Family Reunion”. “Baby Sue*” by Ruth McMillin Baby Sue at the age of one A life of her own had begun. Baby Sue at the age of two Had long blonde curls and eyes of blue.…

Gift Wrapping – Emily’s First Published Article

Six years ago I wrote my very first article which was published in WHOA Women’s magazine in January 2010. It was an honor to be part of this magazine’s inaugural issue, and since then I’ve had over a dozen article published in various publications. Thanks for the opportunity to share what I love to do! Emily…

100 Divison Street – On This Date in 2014

On this date, the 4th of November in 2014, Jennifer shared the good news about our maternal grandparents’ homeplace: “It’s official! I just closed on the spot where my maternal grandmother raised her kids, and where I lived for most of my under 10 years! One of the pictures is of my mom as a…

To My Mothers

For Grandparent’s Day and because the change of the seasons always make me think of my mother and granny. They made sure we paid attention…. “To My Mothers” I know so deeply that there is no justification. No lectures from another’s perspective can contradict my experience. And it’s our calling to hold this truth. It’s…

Our Dad’s Passing – A Month Later

It’s hard to believe it has been a month since our father, Floyd Dee passed away. It is only just now setting in that he is no longer with us. Thank you to the many wonderful people who’ve expressed condolences to our family during this difficult time. It has meant so much to us. Obituary…

Front Door

I visited the Wright’s home place this week and am still refreshed each time I stroll through its unkept grounds. Going through each abandoned room, I find where critters have sought shelter. A bird’s nest is the kitchen on the canning shelf at the head of Grandma Wright’s afternoon napping bed. A cat jumping from…

Comfort

I am so thankful for those times when I fervently pray and then I open my bible to a responsive passage.  I was reflecting this morning on my spiritual heritage and the many pathways advertised as the way to enlightenment and purpose. This passage encourages me to stay the course. “Listen to Me, you who…

Nighttime Giggles

I don’t know why we did it, but when we spent the night with Granny, we’d all climb into the bed and put our legs against the headboard. Then we’d talk and look at our legs and giggle.  I think Granny could still do this up into her nineties. I miss her laughter but am grateful…

Seventeen Year Locusts

     The buzzing surrounded them like the low hum of an engine. To her, the sound had the quality of man-made machinery. Realization that the noise was of a natural origin made her curious and amazed.    Granny had said that people say it happens about every seventeen years, the coming of locusts. “They swarm and…