Space will not permit writing more of these outstanding families. I often traversed the length of Hall Ridge to catch sun and catfish on this farm.

Before ging on farther with the farms eastward toward Elon, I will proseed upstrream southward towards Birdseye.

The first farm we come to is that of Thomas Nolan. I am sorry that I have never had the privilege of being on this farm but I feel that I can write about it because I know the family so well.

The memoirs of Fred Dillard will be continued in the next issue. . .

 

Special Birthdays

 

Smith, Helen                     85                2nd December

Clarke, Esther                  84                 22nd October

Beaty, Hildi                      84                 8th December

Laughner, Mildred           83                 8th December

Burcham, Mary                82                  30th October

Beaty, Thelma                  82              28th November

Abel, Gladys                     81              12th November

Beatty, Paul                     81                        13th June

 

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Special Wedding Anniversaries

Thomas & Mary (Gass) Johnson – 50th 1st October

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Graveyard Humor

In a Georgia Cemetery

“I told you I was sick”

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Famous Last Words

“I should never have switched from Scotch to Martinis”

Humphrey Bogart, actor, d. January 14th 1957.

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Some readers may have noticed a change in my Guestbook on my homepage. This is how it happened. . .

All at once I noticed some entries that were made by pornographers. What they had to say was just praise for my site but their e-mail addresses and web addresses were there to guide you on to their page of nothing but smut. I had Kent remove the entries because I want no truck at all with those people.


 

Billie (Blackford) Beatty

1926 – 2003

 

As you all know, I lost my beautiful wife on October 7th. This is the way she looked when we married. When I first saw her, I thought she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, I still thought that the day she died. She was sixteen years old when this picture was taken during her junior year in high school. We were married that spring when I was home on furlough and I carried this picture with me all through the three plus years I spent in the U.S. Army Air Force. Shortly after we were married I shipped over-seas and it was twenty-six months before I saw her again.

This issue of the newsletter is dedicated to the memory of Billie. She did not have much family, it was only necessary for me to notify two cousins when she died. After the Beatty Family reunion started she always said that the Beatty’s were her family. She could hardly wait each year for the reunion to come around. She loved all of you and I know you all loved her. When a family member would die she would mourn for them just like she would a brother or sister.

She was one of the most caring and loving persons I have ever known. Every place we lived she left behind friends who loved her. An indication as to how much she cared for people was related to me by my daughter just the other day. She said she and her mother were out in the car and it was raining cats and dogs. A young woman and her little girl were walking in it and of course they were drenched. Billie had her golf umbrella in the car, which was a really big one and she stopped and gave it to the lady.

She was always searching for some way to make my life a little easier and when I was bedfast ten years ago she nursed me back to health and took care of me just like she would a little baby. She refused to let me die. The Lord blessed me by letting me have her for sixty one years and he blessed us both by giving us four beautiful, loving children. When she died I was holding her hand and three of the kids were stroking her head and when it was time to go she just stopped breathing.

 

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