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Hello
Cuzzins,
Well, I get later and later each month with the newsletter,
not from lack of material, but from lack of
time.
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Photographs
of individual tombstones are
from several sources, most taken before the clean up. The listing
used for supplying names of those buried
in Pleasant Valley was compiled in 1954 by a Frances Cook, and I don't
know if it is complete or not. Does anyone
know the first person buried there, or the latest date someone was buried
there. I have more photographs
to post, though have them loaned out at the moment, these from
Ben Sessions. Will post them asap. Geri
Bufkin
Richmond called a few days ago to tell me she will be making a
trip to the cemetery from her home in
Alabama, and plans to take pictures, she will send me copies of all,
they will of course be posted in time.
See it here:
Letters of acknowledgement recieved:
Planning to attend: Sharon & Fred Armstrong - 2 attending Wesson, Mississippi
JoAnn (Barlow) & Adron Hyatt - 3 attending
No rooms needed since we are in close proximity to Gallman. Thanks!
in about 35-40 minutes.
John and Claire Barlow Gerald and Dimple Barlow
Bob and Edna Grantham will attend, though I need to get him information
for questions he has asked ... sorry Bob, will get to you asap..
They live in Jackson, so probably will not be overnight guest.
I
would love to be at the reunion. Let me know if anyone from
this area (around Baton Rouge) is planning to
be there. Maybe I can follow them. Mary Lois
(Cranfield) Hubb
Did I miss anyone? Geneva Hart sent this to me...it fits me to a tee... Is this a family inherited illness? Is there a cure? BUTTFIRST
SYNDROME It's called the "BUTTFIRST Syndrome." It's like when I decide to do the laundry - I start down the hall and notice the newspaper on the table. Okay, I'm going to do the laundry -- BUTTFIRST I'm going to read the newspaper. After that, I notice the mail on the table. Okay, I'll just put the newspaper in the recycle stack BUTTFIRST I'll look through that pile of mail and see if there are any bills to be paid. Now where's the checkbook? Oops! There's the empty glass from yesterday on the coffee table. I'm going to look for that checkbook, I head for the kitchen, look out the window, notice my poor flowers need a drink of water. I put the glass in the sink, and darn it, there's the remote for the TV on the kitchen counter. What's it doing here? I'll just put it away, BUTTFIRST I need to water those plants. Head for door and Ack! I stepped on the dog. The dog needs to be fed. Okay, I'll put that remote away and water the plants. BUTTFIRST I need to feed the dog. At the end of day: Laundry is not done, Newspapers are still on the floor, Glass is still in the sink, Bills are unpaid, Checkbook is still missing, The dog ate the remote control. AND, when I try to figure out how come nothing got done all day, I'm baffled, because I KNOW I was BUSY ALL DAY. I realize this condition is serious ... and I should get help, BUTTFIRST I think I'll read my email.
Love to you all til next time, Susan PS ... I love getting the great responses to the newsletters, keep them coming...and understand, I do read them all, though I seldom reply ...hectic round' here. I have them all filed, and should they require a response and you have not yet recieved one, try again, if you wait, I'll get to you eventually. |
Love, Susan