I guess by now if you have read any of my Journal, You have probably guessed who that baby born in 1945 was.
Yes I was the baby of the family. I was not wanted by my middle sister as I have been told. I also was told I was a accident. My mother went into the hospital to have her appendix out and the Doctor found a problem with her womb and fixed it. Approx. 9 months later OOPS.
I have been told alot of this, so some of my memories are what I have heard from family but yet they feel like I remember them all of them just like they were yesterday.
*The reason I am writing this down now, is in my heart I feel like I might have the beginnings of alziemers( misspelled). No Doctor has told me this. Just a down deep feelings and it runs in my family. Grandmother had hardening of the arteries, my mother died with alziemers and my oldest sister has dimeners(misspelled).*
I weighted 9 lbs 9 oz at birth but grew up to be very skinny. Skinny was not popular back then. All the popular girls had alot of shape. I was straight up and down and I was very aware of this. I also was born with buck teeth. I was very aware of this. I got teased about both of these. I had long stringy black hair. Except when pictures were made and then my mother would roll my hair with brown paper bag strips and it would stick out every where. I really never seen very many pictures of me growing up so this is straight from memory. I don't know what happen to these pictures. I have looked many times hunting up a few pictures of me not finding many at all.
I had mainly boy cousins that was my age. My father made sure we visted family regular so I played with boys alot. I was more a tom boy than girly. I had dolls but they just sat. I don't remember playing with dolls at all. I played outside all the time.
I don't remember an awful lot about school. Evidently I did not like school much. I heard all my life about my middle sister being spanked because she could not spell her name or my daddy helping my middle sister with school. But I never remember anyone helping me with school. Sisters or Parents. My parents never went past the 7th grade from what I was told. My daddy went to 7th and I never really heard from my mother about what grade. They both lived on farms and helped in the field from what I was told. My middle sister finished school but neither my oldest sister or me finished high school. I don't remember which grade my oldest sister went too but I do know she started work in mill at 16. I went to eleventh grade. But I did finish later by getting GED and going to classes at Piedmont Tec and then later in life taking other classes else where. I like to learn things but I have difficulty reading and remembering what I read without reading it over and over. I beleive that if drugs were there then for this problem and teachers would have known. I would have been given something. Just my opinion again. I have lots of opinions. There was very little interest in school work as far as I remember. At the age of First grade to about 7th grade I mainly remember my mother working on second shift or third shift because my daddy was a foreman and she could not work for him. Later in life she worked on First Shift in different mill than him.
We lived at Grendel Mill Village till I started 7th grade and then we moved on the other side of town to Mathews Mill Village. In Greenwood, it was like moving to another town because you never saw the people that went to school with until High School. There was three different junior high schools. 7th, 8th and 9th. The junior high I went to did not open till I was in 8th grade so I went to Mathews school in 7th grade.
Grendel Mill Village went on 4 days a week and Self Mills offered my daddy a job at Durst plant so this is why we moved. He got more pay and 6 days a week. My mother went to work there about 6 months later..First and Second Grade at Jordan Street School. Third, Fourth, Fifth, Sixth at Magnolia School. Seventh Grade at Mathews School. Eighth and Ninth in Southside Junior High and then Greenwood High School.
A FEW MEMORIES OF SCHOOL
Some of these memories I have no clue why I would remember it:
First Grade-Mrs Agnew
We had a girl which was my friend that sat beside me that picked her nose and ate it.
Second Grade-Mrs Durst
Nothing stand out
Third Grade-Mrs Wamer
Nothing stands out
Nothing stands out
Fifth Grade-Mrs Jarvis
One of the guys had a seizure, I knew nothing about this.
We rode a plane to Greenville, SC. I got sick and my daddy had to come get me.
Sixth Grade-Mrs Carroll
We had a fire drill and i started down the stairs and my teacher pinched me and left a big red mark on me.
A Boy that went to school with me. Woodrow Smith, his sister came and told me Woody wanted me to go to church party with him. We played spin the bottle. First. Did not really care much.
Seventh Grade-Mrs Burnett
At lunch I did not want my boiled egg, I gave it away and it fell on floor and me and two boys got in trouble. and had to go to office and get our hands spanked. I remember the boys names Randy Hall, and Curtis Poss. Other than not much else.
I walked home from school and on my way one day a kid in the other room (mother worked with my daddy and mother) was teasing me and calling me names, she was way taller than me and mean. She kept on and on and finally I threw my books at her head.
I remember some boys chewing tobacco and spitting in their notebooks and getting sick and caught.
First boy that invited me somewhere(boy scout dance, I walked there and met him there, he did not come to get me)
Eighth Grade-Mrs Fuller and etc.
Mrs Fuller was homeroom and science and social ed., I loved her she would take us to her house and she was just a great teacher.
I took Drivers head from Mr Edwards.
First year I ever failed anything.
I met a fast girl and for some reason looked up to her and played hooky quite a bit and this is where I really started to go downhill in school. I had a boy that liked me and went to prom but really never cared. A group of us went together. Really first time of doing anything like this.
Tenth Grade-high school-
I Had bunch of classes and walking from one floor to the other of a three story building then going out of building and walking down into another building. Two minutes between classes. Wow. First year that I really hated school. and felt dumb. and ugly bad.
****** More later hopefully today********