STORIES
OF GRANDMA
Grandma
(Nellie Burdett) bought me a piano. Cecelia, Janet and I took piano
lessons from Mrs. Clements on Church Street between Hillsborough
Avenue and Sligh near where my mama and daddy lived on Idlewild.
About
Nellie, my grandma - It probably is not important, but one of the
reasons Grandpa and Grandma Burdett decided to go to Florida was
because a bunch of rich people had gone there and were developing
the south part of the state; Edison and Ford were some of them.
It had caused a boom in Florida, and people were moving down there
to try to get rich too. Right after Grandpa and Grandma got there
the hurricane about wiped them out. Then the United States went
into a depression.. Need I say more? This was what Aunt Viola told
me.
Grandma
and Isabelle (Mama) told me Grandma didn't want her girls to run
around everywhere with their boyfriends, so she planned things at
home. She had a Victrola (a record player). On Saturday nights she
would toll the rug back and play records and let the girls and their
friends have a party with dancing.
Mama
told me that when the children would get rowdy Grandma would sit
on the floor and play with them. This was something she loved to
do. She would teach them to cut out paper dolls and then cut out
dresses to fit the paper dolls. She taught them to draw, paint and
sew, would tell them stories or make up poems, anything to learn
and be achieving. This was good teaching as all of her children
have some kind of talent; art, writing, music. All the boys seen
to be mechanically inclined. It also caused her children to love
her so much. If there was a problem in one of the families she was
always there to help however she could.
Grandma
took her money and invested it in property. If someone needed a
home she always had a way to make a place for them. If she found
better property she would trade and buy. I don't remember where
all the property she bought is, but she bought property on Rome
and also Temple Terrace in an orange grovewhere Aunt Alta and her
children Lived.. There was a piano there. I don't know if it was
Aunt Alta's or Aunt Viola's. I know Aunt Viola taught me to play
the Missouri Waltz and Star of the East. She also bought property
in Valrico and some on North Orleans and on Broad. (Tampa). The
lot on the southeast corner of the Broad Street property had a small
block house, and she lived in it until she sold it.
My
Daddy (Dolphus Smith), Uncle Frank (Fuerst), Encle Ed (Mercer) and
Uncle Charlie (Higgins) (and I think Uncle Paul DuBose) built a
house for Aunt Viola and Uncle Charlie. I don't know where the money
came from to buy the windows and lumber. The house was on the northwest
corner of Broad and North Orleans in Tampa. It seems like it was
used lumber, but they lived in it until they died. I believe Paul
and Joe, their sons, did some updates on it. They (Aunt Viola and
Uncle Charlie) left it to (their daughter) Cecelia Higgins, and
her husband built them a new block home. As far as I know this is
the only piece of property that Grandma bought that is still in
the family.
After
Everett Johns came back from the war (WW2) he moved the (Johns)
family to Rome Ave (Tampa, from Temple Terrace).
Grandma
bought the farm in Darby. Aunt Billie was having her problems with
her marriage to Pete (Franks) and needed to start over. Then Grandma
brought Aunt Alta and her family to Darby. When she bought it (the
farm at Darby) she told Mama and Daddy that maybe she had a piece
of property big enough to give to whomever needed a home.
I
was crushed she Grandma moved out there (Darby). I had married and
had a baby, but I loved my Grandma so much, I wanted her near me
all the time but that was wishful thinking). I broke her heart when
I got married as it wasn't what she wanted for me. This is so hard
to write. I have no talent, but Grandma taught me about love, being
humble and about truth, the Bible and Jesus and many more good things.
She left me 21 years of love, and I will live for Jesus so I can
be with her, Daddy, Mama, Wesley (Isabelle & Dolphus' son and
Lois' brother) and my son, LaMarr in heaven. There are others in
the family that I loved and miss; aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces;
but I expect to see them in heaven too.
My
grandma sewed dresses, pants (she could sew anything), upholstery,
awnings; could weave rugs
just name it. EvaMae Higgins was
married to a guy named Smitty in Tampa. This was during WW11. Smitty
was killed in Italy {Ithink} and EvaMae went back to Ohio. She gave
Grandma her wedding dress and Grandma took it and made me the prettiest
dress I ever had in my life. She was so talented. I wore that dress
for years. Everyone my age wanted that dress. I don't ever remember
anyone having a bad word for her. She was a remarkable woman. The
best sewing and weaving she did was the love she created in her
family. She created an everlasting love in this whole big family.
Go to a Burdett or Bryant reunion and find that love there. Grandma's
spirit abides in all of her inheritors.
When
I tell others about my grandma raising twelve children (part of
the time she had to do it alone) they will say, "What a woman,.
God was surely with her."
LOIS
AND GRANDMA NELLIE GO TO THE FAIR
Grandma
used to take me to the Fair in Tampa every year. We used to walk
all day and see everything and stay for the main show. We saw people
shot out of cannons, people walking over the high wire and other
fabulous things. Grandma liked that show best. Then we would catch
a cab home. Grandma had bunions on her toes, and by the time we
got home her feet were in agony. She would heat water and put it
in a small tub, and I would bathe them until she was ready for bed.
She enjoyed having her feet bathed anytime.
When Grandma worked for Mr. Phillips upholstery in Hyde Park she
had an apartment upstairs over the shop. Some man came to the shop
looking for work. He told Grandma he hadn't had anything to eat,
and Grandma gave him a dollar. You have to understand Grandma had
a heart, and she could not stand to see someone in need. She always
tried to help. I remember her giving a man and his daughter a place
to stay in Valrico until he made enough money to go North. I remember
Daddy (Dolphus) taking us out there to make sure he left and didn't
hurt Grandma.
Back
to the story about the down and out man at Mr. Phillips. The man
came back the next day and asked for another dollar. Grandma told
him she didn't have any money, but he could come upstairs in the
evening and have supper with her. He did and left after the meal.
A few days later he came upstairs and knocked on the door. When
she opened the door he grabbed her and knocked her down and grabbed
her purse and stole her money. A few days later it was time to go
to the fair.
Grandma
was so afraid of being robbed again she kept a little money in her
purse and a little in her bra. She said, "Now I've got to find
somewhere to hide our cab fare. She finally decided to put a $10
bill in her shoe. We ate and walked and all the things you do at
the fair. She bought supper with the rest of her money and told
me we wouldn't go to the show as her money was in her shoe and was
all she had left, and someone might try to take it if she changed
it. She decided we should go home. She went to the gate where a
policeman was, sat down and took her shoe off. After walking all
day the bill was torn in two. She was so upset she almost cried.
She grabbed me and hugged me and said, "What are we going to
do?" The policeman came over, and she told him the story. He
stopped a cab and asked him if he could take a couple of ladies
home with a torn $10 bill. The cab driver said yes. Grandma told
the driver about the man robbing her and why she had put the money
in her shoe. When we got to the apartment he gave Grandma her change
and told her he would sit in front until she went upstairs and turned
the light on. After he left she said, "Thank you, Lord, there
are saints in this world."
Back
to Grandma's real estate deals.
This is a little story I'm going to tell, put it where it should
be. Before Grandma moved to Darby about 1946 or 47 she bought a
1925 Buick. Now, Grandma couldn't drive, but she figured if she
had a car someone would drive her where she wanted to go. She parked
it at the upholstery shop sometimes, and she would let Floyd (Lois'
first husband) drive it and try to teach me to drive. That dad-jim
thing was aggravating. About the time I would get going good it
would run out of gas. With that vacuum tank you would fill it and
then take half an hour trying to start it again. I never learned
to drive it. I did learn some basics and learned to drive a couple
of years later. Grandma then moved to Darby, and somebody took the
car up there. I know Aunt Alta's boys did something to the car at
the pond, so I asked Virginia to see if Bill or Jim know. (The letter
from George W. Johns to Lois tells about the death of the car and
some other interesting things that happened at Darby.)
Aunt
Alta and family bought a house in Thonotosassa, and Aunt Billie
married Ernest Croft. Grandma bought a farm on Highway 301 in Lawtey
which is just out of Starke. She bought a loom and started making
rugs and selling them beside the road to make a living. Leave it
to Grandma. She could find a way.
Grandma
had a bad heart attack, and Aunt Reatha took her to her house. When
she felt better she wanted to go home. She didn't have room to do
her thing. Uncle Ed and Aunt Reatha fixed her an apartment in their
garage. I don't remember how long she was there. About 1950 I had
learned to drive, and I had a friend who would let me use his car.
One day Grandma got one of my aunts to come over to Mama's. I was
supposed to go to Okinawa in a few months and was staying with Mama
and Daddy until I got my orders from the Army.
Grandma
got me off to ourselves and said, "You still love your Grandma?"
I told her I always would. She said, "Will you do me a favor?"
I said, "Sure." She said, "I need to go home and
nobody will take me up there (Lawtey). I want to be in my own home."
I said, "Are you well enough?" "Yes, please take
me home." I could not turn her down. A few days later she brought
some clothes like she was going to stay with Mama for a few days.
On Saturday my friend and I left to take her to Lawtey thinking
nobody but Mama and Daddy knew what I was doing.
Grandma
told me if I wasn't married she would keep me and the two boys with
her. But how would we have got along. No money, no car. I couldn't
figure that out. Right after we arrived at her house Aunt Alta,
Uncle Everett and family arrived. I went to Aunt Alta and told her,
"She wants to come home. Please don't take her back."
Aunt Alta told me not to worry, "Your Daddy brought me some
money," and he told her that I was taking Grandma to Lawtey.
She said to take the money and get her some groceries, and make
sure she's comfortable.
So
I wasn't so sneaky after all. I had planned to take her on Sunday
to buy some food for her, but Aunt Alta would know what was best
for her. My daddy was always checking and looking out for Grandma.
DOLPHUS
AND NELLIE
Daddy and Grandma had known one another a long time before he knew
Mama, probably about ten years. Grandma worked at Bilt Rite Awning
with a lady named Mrs. Draughn. Mrs. Draughn had three boys; James,
Robert and Philip. These men were friends of my daddy, and I think
he lived with Mrs. Draughn after his mother died when he was seventeen.
Grandma
always liked Daddy as he worked hard. Grandma always wanted Daddy
(Dolphus) to meet Mama after I was born, and she knew Mama wouldn't
consider his drinking; she hated it. I only know what Mama and Aunt
Billie told me about Mama marrying in New York and getting pregnant
with me. My father brought her to Florida, and they lived in New
Port Richey where I was born. When I was three months old he left
and went back to New York, and Mama never heard from him anymore.
According to Robert Draughn he (Robert) went to New Port Richey
and moved Mama and me to Tampa with Grandma and Grandpa Burdett.
Mama was twenty, and she had to find a way to take care of me financially.
(She went to work taking care of The General).
A
few weeks brfore Mama and I left General's she came to Tampa so
General could see the doctors at Bay Pines (Veterans Hospital).
He was over there a couple of days, and Mama went to the awning
shop to see Grandma. Dolphus was there, and Grandma introduced them.
Fortunately he wasn't drinking, and Mama never saw him drink before
they married. They went out to dinner that night at the Bayshore
and got acquainted. The next night they had to take General back
to Nobleton. Two weeks later later she left General's, and a week
later they got married. So, after five years Grandma got her wish.
Grandma could always depend on Daddy for whatever she needed done
if he wasn't working.
Grandma
made me quite a few dresses, and I wore them until they were worn
out. I wanted one of her quilts so bad. She told me when I left
to go to Okinawa she would have me one when I came back. She didn't
get it made, so my memories of her are enough.
I
agree with you that things should be as they are written, but Grandma
lived in Jacksonville with Aunt Billie. She died before A. Billie
moved to Miami.
I don't know about the handwriting, It has been so long since I
have seen Grandma's writing. However the best I remember that "B"
looks like she signed her name only bigger.
I am wondering if she wrote those when she was sick at Aunt Reatha's
and A. Reatha typed them for her. She could have made mistakes and
then filled in. Grandma could have taken them with her to Lawtey.
She had been in Jacksonville with Aunt Billie to visit for a few
weeks. When she came back on the bus to Lawtey, the bus passed her
house and let her off a few yards away. According to the lady that
lived across the road, she saw her get off the bus. She put her
suitcase down and sat on it and was holding her head. The lady came
down to see about her and she was in pain. The Lady called Aunt
Billie and she came and took her to the hospital. I have been trying
to find out if A. Billie got her things, and if she did that is
how she gave those to A. Dot. I wanted her Bible so bad, but no
one seems to know what happened to it or her sewing machine. I thought
A. Thelma might have found something with her handwriting on it,
as she got all of A. Reatha's things. If I think of anything else
I will let you know. Lois 5-26-03
SNAKES
I
am deathly afraid of snakes due to an incident in Nobleton. That's
another story.
Curtis
and Mart took their shotguns and went hunting. They saw a big diamond
back rattlesnake about four feet long, and killed it. Curtis knew
how scared I was of a snake and put Mart up to throwing it at me.
When he threw it I ran, and it missed me. I ran in the house and
went in Curtis' bedroom and locked the door. The door had about
two inches or more to meet the floor. Mart stuck the rattles under
the door and tried to get the snake under it. Mart and Curtis thought
that was the funniest thing. They got me crying. I was about nineteen
years old, and that made them laugh more that I would be scared
of a snake. They even brought it to the windows. Mama finally made
them get rid of the snake. Dead snakes, and live snakes, I don't
need them. They thought they were being so funny torturing me.
When
Isabelle (Mama0 and I were taking care of General in Nobleton I
was bout five. She took me for a walk in the evening, usually down
to the river. This particular time I went to jump, and Mama grabbed
me. There was a big cotton mouth moccasin curled to strike. Mama
started to run with me, and she saw a man with a gun. She called
him, and he came running and killed the snake. They took it to the
Fish Shack and measured it. It was five feet long. They said it
was the biggest moccasin they ever saw, and they skinned it and
stuffed it and put it on the wall. Do you wonder why I am afraid
of snakes?
SOMEONE SPECIAL
My
couple of years at General's with Mama was one of the best times
of my life. He spoiled me and gave me a lot of attention, and I
loved him so much it broke my heart when we left. Mama said she
wanted to quit smoking, and every morning after breakfast they would
go in the living room and talk for awhile. Anyway, she said he got
mad because she wouldn't smoke with him, and they got into a big
argument. She called Uncle Ed Mercer in Brooksville at his feed
store. Uncle Ed and Aunt Reatha (Reatha Burdett Mercer D'Arpa) came
and got us. Aunt Reatha said Mama made the mistake of her life.
After we went to Tampa he used to send for me, and I would stay
with him a few days. He always had presents for me; Shirley Temple
doll, a car with real lights, a book with poems and stories by Robert
Stevenson, a knife, clothes, you name it. The last time I went he
wrote Mama and told her he was sick, and would she bring me to his
house. She took me, and he wantged me to stay. I'll never forget
the moon that night; it was a quarter moon with a star on the end
of it. Anyway, he gave me a suitcase, a dress, a doll and a knife.
I don't know why, but I decided I didn't want to stay for a few
days, and I went home with Mama. It wasn't long after that he died.
Some lady, I believe his sister, Mrs. Rankin, brought me his gold
pocket watch, a bracelet made of sapphires and pearls (it was beautiful),
and a locket with a lady's face on it. He (had) told me it was his
wife's. He never tried to molest me.

William Burdett & Granddaughter
Lois Smith Miller
MORE
MEMORIES OF GRANDPA WILLIAM BURDETT
Someone
needs to check on Sir Francis Burdett. I used to have a set of encyclopedias
written in 1898 that General gave me. According to Grandma and Mama
Grandpa was related to him (Sir Francis). He had a large estate,
and Grandma Nellie thought Grandpa Burdett had hopped a ship (according
to Uncle Gerald) to see if he could get his inheritance. There's
more to the story about him hopping the ship. He jumped or fell
off. I can't remember. Maybe Jerry Jerry Burdett) knows something
about this. But all of the Burdetts claim they have heard of an
inheritance in England. If we could find a way to get in the English
birth records or court records concerning the will of this person
we might find out some things about the Burdetts. Either Grandpa
W. Burdett's grandparents or parents came from England to America.
According
to Grandma Nellie and Aunt Viola, the Bryants were considered wealthy,
but the Burdetts were the wealthiest. Maybe Uncle Charlie Bryant's
grandsons or Uncle John Bryant's grandson know. I asked Aunt Viola
and Mama (Isabelle Burdett Smith) what happened to Grandma and Grandpa
W's inheritance. They both told me that G&G had so many children
to take care of, and they wasted it also. Aunt Viola said they spent
what they had left coming to Florida, and the hurricane wiped them
out.
Grandma
Nellie told me that Grandpa "had a lot of money invested in
the motor he invented, and the man who stole it took the monetary
hopes.
Aunt
Elvie (Elva Bryant) took Mama and me to the Terry Hill Cemetery.
She took me up to Morral and Marion and Marsailles. She took us
to Grandpa Burdett's garage. It was a brick 2 story. I think it
was in Marion. I'm not sure. They had lived in a two story wood
house, but it had been torn down. This was in 1985 when we were
there. Aunt Elvie said Grandpa rented the top to some newspaper.
I took a picture of it, but it didn't come out. It was a nice building.
From
the way Grandma talked to me I think she would have liked to see
him when she found out he was at Uncle Ed Bryant's in Ohio. She
told me it was a secret, but she was making plans to go see him
and take me with her. But he left, so she didn't go.
I
was 3 or 4 years old when he left. He was always good to me. Mama
said he would take me with him when he went to the mission on Franklin
St., and he would be gone most of the day and fill me up with candy.
She would be up with me because the candy made me sick. Outside
of the last incident I don't guess I remember anything bad except
the time Mama knocked him down the stairs. Anyway, I loved him and
always wanted to see him again. Uncle Bud (Arthur Bryant Burdett,
youngest child of Nellie and William) said he liked babies and small
children, and he was always good to Uncle Bud and Aunt Billie.
Grandpa
and Grandma had a piano. Grandma played it sometimes, and started
teaching Aunt Viola. After three lessons Aunt Viola started playing
on her own. She got to where she could play anything. Anyway, when
Grandpa came home he would sit in a chair and rest his long legs
on the piano. One day he was sitting there, and he got up and played
music. Grandma and Mama said it was beautiful, but he never played
the piano again. I remember his long legs because I used to walk
behind him and try to walk like he did. Ha ha.

Dolphus and Isabelle
Rudolphus
Bird Smith "My Dear Sweet Daddy"
By Lois Miller
The best daddy a girl could ask for. I was 5 years old when mama
and daddy were married on January 31, 1936. Daddy was so good to
me and I just remember the little things he did for me. He gave
me the prettiest puppy, it was white with little black spots. I
was so proud of it. He was so good to me, I thought he was better
to me than the other children. (Probably mind over matter)! When
mama would punish me, he would grab me up and give me the biggest
hug. He very seldom punished me. I remember him giving me one spanking.
He said, (after I was grown) "Mama spanked us enough, so he
couldn't see spanking us too"!
Daddy's mother got sick when he was nine years old and she never
really got well after that. There were 4 boys and 4 girls. Daddy
was the oldest and had to quit school in the 3rd grade and go to
work to help feed the other 7 children and his mother. All the girls
got the flu and died before his mother did when he was seventeen.
When his mother died, Uncle Ed was working, and Uncle Curtis and
Uncle Ondry went to their Aunt Ethels to live. Daddy's father was
an alcoholic and drunk up all the money he made. He worked at the
Hav-A-Tampa cigar factory for a season, but didn't help daddy take
care of the children.
Daddy worked very hard, (usually two jobs plus overtime), and farmed
also. Sometimes things would get rough financially, but he always
made sure we had something to eat. Daddy always had a lot of concern
for someone in need and always knew ways to make extra money, so
he could help them out. Our home was always open for someone needing
a place to stay or something to eat. When Aunt Viola and Uncle Charlie
came down from Ohio, Grandma had a empty lot and Daddy, Uncles Frank,
Ed, Paul and Charlie built them a house and helped supply it. This
was the kind of family the Burdette's and spouses were. I could
go on and on about the people Daddy helped, but it would fill a
book. Daddy tried to teach my brothers, and Alta and Everette Johns'
boys how to work and make money. I don't think there is a lazy one
in the bunch.
After Mama and Daddy had three boys, I wanted a little sister so
bad. When I was 15 years old, Mama went to the hospital and Daddy
came home with the biggest grin on his face. He asked me: "Guess
what Mama had?" I said: "Another boy I guess". He
laughed and said: "How about two girls"! He was so proud!
Daddy worked mostly on a dredge. Some places such as Davis Island
and the Courtney Campbell Causeway. He also worked on the dry dock
for the Tampa shipyard. He went to the Bahamas for a short time,
but came back because he missed Mama so much. Daddy then went to
work on the Stewart dredge. They widened Six Mile Creek and did
some work for Tampa Electric. Then the went on to work in Pinellas
County building new bridges and expanding Honeymoon Island to Sunset
Beach. He then went to Fort Myers and ran the river to the Okeechobee.
Jim Johns work with Daddy until he retired.
ISABELLE
- YOUTH
I'm going to tell what Mama told me about the time of her birthday
about three weeks before she passed away. Grandma was always sending
her somewhere to work. She worked for the Ackermans in Tampa. Someone
the Ackermans knew in Alabama needed someone to work for them. Mrs.
Ackerman talked to Grandma, and Grandma let her go. She said they
worked her very hard, and she hardly had any time for herself. These
people had an uncle who stayed with them, and Mama said he was always
reaching out and hugging her. She would pull away. He finally started
to try to molest her. One day he exposed himself. Mama asked the
lady she worked for if she could have a nickel to go to the store.
She got a penny post card and wrote to Grandma and told her what
happened, and she needed to leave there.
Grandma
sent her a ticket to go to Aunt Viola's and Uncle Charlie's in Tennessee.
Aunt Viola said she had her hands full and put Mama in a boarding
school in Nashville. Mrs. Ackerman was moving to New York and wanted
Mama (Isabelle) to go with her. She came by the school and picked
her up. Mama worked for the Ackermans for awhile, and then she got
a job as a telephone operator. She said she bought her clothes from
a second hand store in a high-class part of town, and she really
had some nice dresses and coats. I remember she used to wear a fox
fur.
Another
time before this she told me about when she met my father. She used
to go on Saturday to his mother's house to make bread and rolls
for the week. Although his mother didn't want him to marry Isabelle,
they did get married. Shortly after that she got pregnant. His mother
really got mad, and he finally took Mama to New Port Richey where
I was born. A few weeks later he left, and she never saw him again.
Grandma said she waited a long time to hear from him. She was really
in love with him and what he had to offer her. Grandma and Aunt
Billie told me the same thing. So, as far as I know this is true.
Mama
had a hard time until she and Daddy (Dolphus) moved to St Petersburg.
Aunt Reatha and Aunt Thelma told me she worked at Bilt Rite (Awnings)
for awhile (before she met Dolphus). Then she took a beautician
course with Bessie Downs School. It seems that I remember sitting
in a baby carriage while she did people's hair. Aunt Thelma, Aunt
Reatha, Aunt Dorothy and Uncle Bud took care of me when she worked.
Aunt Thelma told me she was fifteen when she took care of me. Aunt
Dorothy used to buy me clothes.
After
that Mama took the job taking care of General. I don't think either
one of us went for want of anything while we were there. Mama got
mad at General and went to Tampa where she met Daddy (Dolphus).
She stayed a week in Tampa and went to General's and got our things.
We stayed with Aunt Reatha and Uncle Ed for a couple of weeks. When
we went back to Tampa Mama and Daddy got married.
ISABELLE
AND DOLPHUS
Mama and Daddy got married January 31, 1936. They were married by
James D'Arpa. They lived in a little house at Grandma's for awhile.
Daddy got me a little puppy that was white with black spots. It
was a female, and Daddy told me it was the sister I wanted. I loved
it so much. We moved out on 50th Street. The house was an old two-story
house built in the 1800's. It had a summer kitchen, and we spent
most of our time there. The summer kitchen had two rooms - a kitchen
and a dining room, and the kitchen faced the creek. The creek that
went through the property was Six Mile Creek. Daddy used to catch
crab and cook and take the meat out of the shells and make devil
crabs. He would sell them at the shipyard during lunchtime. He worked
one shift at the shipyard. They were building the drydock, and he
worked on a dredge. He also farmed.
Daddy
started drinking, and Mama said she thought he was going to drink
himself to death. She threatened to leave, and after that he just
drank once in awhile. Daddy's father lived with us too.
The
water was full of lime, so we had to buy water for drinking and
to drink. They used to go to the well to do the washing with tubs
and washboard. Daddy always helped Mama do the washing. The well
had a pitcher pump. One time when they were washing (at that time
they were living in the house and renting the summer kitchen) Mama
sent me to get another box of soap. I was just about to the house,
and I looked down, and there was a snake all coiled around. It scared
me so bad I jumped over the snake. I was wearing a panty suit that
Mama had made when I jumped. The bottom popped off, and my panties
fell down around my ankles. I ran to the summer kitchen crying,
with my pants down. Daddy and Mama heard me holler, and they were
dying laughing. It wasn't funny to me.
ISABELLE
AND DOLPHUS PART TWO 1937
Mama and Daddy moved us into a house near Grandma on the corner
of Hamilton Avenue. The property went down to the Hillsborough River.
Aunt Edna and Uncle Paul lived about a block from us on Highland.
Grandma lived a few houses down on Hamilton. Philip and I played
together all the time. He called me Owee. Mama would send him home
because she wanted to do something, and he would come back and get
under the house and call, "Owee Owee", and Mama would
send him home. We were great pals. I'll tell some more about Philip
at a later time.
Daddy
did some farming there, and Mama picked and canned. He also pulled
moss out of the trees, and he and Mama hung it on a barbed wire
fence to dry. Dried moss was used in the cushions for furniture.
I don't know what else, but Daddy would dry it and sell it.
An
alligator came up to the dredge, and Daddy killed it. He brought
it home on the running board of the car. I don't know where he took
it, but a couple of days later Uncle Curtis and Aunt Gertrude came
over, and Mama cooked dinner. Aunt Gertrude was real fussy about
what she ate and smelled everything before she would eat it. She
asked Mama what she was frying, and Mama told her blue fish. Aunt
Gertrude said she never heard of blue fish. I didn't know if I wanted
to eat blue fish or not either. Aunt Gertrude and I both tasted
the blue fish, and it was delicious. She and I ate a bunch. After
dinner Uncle Curtis told us it was gator, not blue fish. Aunt Gertrude
said it was good, but she wouldn't be fooled again.
Daddy
bought five acres with a three-room house when I was eight years
old. He farmed most of the land. He planted black-eyed peas, collards,
peas, tomatoes, potatoes, sweet potatoes, yellow squash, carrots,
strawberries and some other things. Mama spent the summer canning
vegetables. Sometimes Aunt Dorothy came over and helped her.
Daddy
worked at the shipyard, sometimes two shifts. Mama had to work very
hard as she had a cow to milk, chickens to feed, and vegetables
to pick and can. They started taking vegetables to the Farmers Market
from one AM until 5AM or longer. If Daddy was working during those
nights Mama would leave Curtis, Wesley and Ronnie with me, and she
would go to the market. She worked all the time, and so did Daddy.

WEST
HILLSBOROUGH UPHOLSTERY
When Daddy worked at the shipyard he bought a U.S. Savings Bond
every two weeks. When he was working two shifts he bought a Savings
Bond every week. When the war was over Grandma came up with an idea
to buy two lots on Hillsborough Avenue; one on Hillsborough and
the other behind it, and to build an upholstery shop. She made the
down payment, and Daddy finished paying for them. Then he started
on the building. He and Uncle Charlie dug the foundation and made
it deep as Daddy wanted to build an upstairs for living quarters.
Our neighbors laid the blocks. Daddy, Uncle Charlie and (I think)
Uncle Frank helped to make the cement and pour the floor. I don't
remember how big it was, but it almost covered the lot. Daddy bought
a chicken coop and used the lumber for the roof. Even I got up there
and helped with the roof. When Daddy got through with the building
and septic tank it was ready to open.
Mama
had the twins early. They weighed 4 pounds 8 ounces, and Carolyn
was sick. She constantly had the hiccups, and in just a few days
wheshe lost down to 3 pounds 9 ounces. The doctor said Mama's milk
didn't agree with them and put Marilyn on Carnation and Carolyn
on evaporated condensed milk. She was so weak they sent them home
after two weeks so Mama could take up time with Carolyn who had
to be fed with an eyedropper. She had to fill her mouth so full
she would finally swallow. It took half an hour to get one ounce
of milk down her.
Meanwhile
Daddy told Grandma she could open the shop. Mama got a machine made
up for upholstery, and Daddy brought it in. He told Grandma it would
be awhile before Mama could leave the twins with me. By the way,
Carolyn still has that machine. Grandma opened up, and she got some
work in. She got Aunt Billie to help her. Grandma and Daddy fixed
a place for Grandma to eat and sleep. Daddy put a partition in the
middle so Grandma could have her privacy.
In about six weeks Carolyn could drink her bottle, and Mama went
to work at the shop. Aunt Billie left. Mama would come home at lunch
and bathe the babies, feed them and do whatever they needed. This
was winter, and when the twins were four months old they got pneumonia.
We warmed bricks and wrapped a towel around them and put it at the
front of their bassinets and put camphor on their chests. I was
taking care of them. Mama usually took Ronnie with her, and I took
care of Curtis and Wesley after school. I washed two loads of clothes
a day and tried to iron but never got much done, washed the dishes,
cooked supper, and nothing ever suited Mama. She beat me and pulled
my hair, and the next day just before she came home I left with
Floyd. She told me later I didn't care about the twins, or I wouldn't
have left them. She didn't know I passed her coming home about a
block from home. She got Aunt Viola to take care of things. She
didn't know I came back about a week after I left to see about my
sweet sisters. She had every right to whip me, but she went beyond
this.
I
went to Brunswick, Georgia, with Floyd whose mother was living there
at the time. When Gator (Floyd, Jr.) was born Floyd called Mama
and she told him she was thirty-five, and she was too young to be
a grandmother. She called Floyd and me and wanted us to come back
to Tampa to help her with the shop and to take care of her kids
and whatever else needed to be done. She fell in love with Gator
and spoiled him all of her life until he went to Ohio.
Mama
and Daddy sold the shop and bought fourteen acres and a house off
Harney Road in Seffner. A couple of years later the state bought
four acres to extend Highway 301. In 1950 she got pregnant and had
Ray. She was forty years old, and she threw a fit. She said she
was too old to have a baby. After all, she had two grandsons. But
she loved that little boy. She did things with him that she never
thought about doing for the rest of us. But I loved him too.
Mama
had a terrible temper during my early years. She took her stress
out on Curtis and me. The others didn't see that side of her. Basically
she was a very good mother. She looked after us and worked so hard.
When she and I were at General's she started teaching me to recite
poems. The first was Little Orphan Annie by James Whitcomb Riley.
Then she started teaching me poems and stories by Robert Louis Stevenson.
If she hadn't had so many kids and so much work she would have been
an exceptional teacher. She had so many talents. She could sew anything.
She crocheted, knitted and tatted, made quilts and upholstered.
After she started going to church and was saved her disposition
changed, and a couple of years later Daddy quit drinking (about
1952) and never drank again.
They
moved to St. Petersburg because the dredge was doing a lot of work
in the area. For the first time Mama was a normal housewife and
mother. In fact she was so bored she started selling Avon Products.
She spent a lot of time with the St. Petersburg Boys Choir, Little
League and helping Ray in band in high school. Since the rest of
us were married and had our own families she only had Carolyn, Marilyn
and Ray. When Gator was in high school he wanted to move over with
her and Daddy. Mama said he could. He went to school and worked
at Winn Dixie. Mama had him give her $15 a week. She put it into
a savings account (which he didn't know). When he graduated from
high school she gave it to him. He was quite surprised.
The
dredge started moving around working at different places. Mama wasn't
tied down, and she started going to visit Daddy where he worked,
especially during the summer. Ray went into the service, and Marilyn
and Carolyn were married, so Mama stayed with Daddy a lot; Ft. Meyers,
Buefort, S.C. and Alabama. She had a heart attack in Alabama, and
Ronnie and Gayla went to see about her. She liked it in Alabama.
She had the birds and squirrels, and she love to tend to them and
watch them. She got a round tube that you put a pecan in, and the
squirrels would roll it all over the yard trying to get the pecan.
It kept her entertained.
Ronnie
and Wesley went into the car air-conditioning business and talked
Daddy into retiring to help them. He was sixty-eight at the time.
They moved back into their house in St. Petersburg. Daddy bought
a camper truck, and he wanted to travel out West. He especially
wanted to go to Yellowstone Park.
Ronnie
and Wesley did really well until winter, and their business fell
off. They told Daddy they weren't making enough to pay him, so Daddy
quit going to the shop. It wasn't long after that he was going to
the bathroom, and Mama heard him fall. She called EMS and took him
to the hospital. His blood had blown a hole through his heart and
caused him to have a stroke. It was hard on Mama, and when she went
off to the store or other errands she worried about Daddy being
alone. He got to where he could walk around pretty good, but he
tired out easily. We all agreed that Daddy and Mama needed to move
where they could be in back of one of the children who would be
responsible.
Ronnie
had bought some property to build a house like they wanted and had
room for another house. He talked to Mama about buying and selling
her house in St. Pete and using the money to build a house for them
on his property. About this time I went to Florida to Mama's and
stayed. She started telling me about this, and she started crying
(This was unusual for her). She said she didn't want to move. She
liked it where she was. She had a lot of friends and church, but
she couldn't afford to pay someone to keep up her yard. None of
her kids had the time to do it. So she guessed she was going to
have to move. So she and Daddy moved back to Tampa.
Daddy
went to work with Ronnie and messed around. Ronnie and Gayla fixed
him a room with a cot and refrigerator so he could rest which he
did most of the time because of his illness, mostly his legs. Mama
got involved in church. She was a teacher, deacon and anything she
could do. She worked in the yard planting flowers and then started
raising orchids. She loved flowers.
Mama's
family was her pride and joy. She got Ronnie, Gayla and Philip DuBose
to start having a family reunion, and we have had one every year
since. What a joy it is. They elected officers, but some of the
younger ones are going to have to take over.
Daddy
died March 17, 1979, and Mama died June 9, 1993. I miss them so,
but they're in a better place than we are. Daddy and Mama, I'll
always love you.

RONNY
AND GAYLA
Ronnie met Gayla at Franklin Jr. High school. They took Band together.
Ronnie played the French horn. He hated it, but the Band Leader
insisted. Gayla played the Bassoon. They became good friends, and
a couple of years later at 14 years old they would date sometimes,
mostly on the weekends.
When Mama and Daddy moved to St. Petersburg, Ronnie was in High
School. He got Jack Jones, (Curtis' father-in-law) to give him a
job on Saturday, and he stayed with me on the weekend. His purpose
was so he could get to Tampa so he could see Gayla.
When they were sixteen, Gayla went to Georgia to stay with some
of her relatives. Unknown to Ronnie she had met a guy in Tampa and
had been dating him when Ronnie wasn't around. He went in the service
and was sent to Georgia. Gayla got in touch with him, and after
dating a while they eloped and got married. When they told Gayla`s
Mom and Dad, they informed Ronnie. He was so heartbroken. He told
me "I'm going to marry Gayla if it takes the rest of my life."
About a year later, Gayla had a baby boy she named Leigh. A couple
of years later she got pregnant again. Meanwhile her and her husband
started having problems, and she went back home to her parents in
Tampa. Ronnie found out and made every excuse to see Gayla imaginable.
He even went to the hospital with her when she gave birth to Dennis.
Later on she got a divorce.
Gayla and Ronnie were both born in Oct 1942, so they were the same
age. When they were twenty years old, they got married and had two
more children later on; Karen and Robbie.

AUNT
DOROTHY'S HALLOWEEN STORY
I
was there at the party. I was about 4 years old. I went over to
the Halloween party. Someone turned the lights out, and I saw this
skeleton. It scared me so bad, and I ran to Grandma. She and some
of the others tried to assure me it was Aunt Dorothy. I had nightmares
about that skeleton, and I've never forgotten that Halloween party
that almost put Lois (me) in the grave. It's funny now, but not
for a long time.

Mildred Burdett Greene
& daughter, Cecelia Corky Greene Wofford
AUNT
MILDRED BURDETT GREENE
I READ Cecelia's
(Corky's) letters about Aunt Mildred and Uncle Harry. She told about
the business they had (the dry-cleaner's). Then, when Aunt Mildred
was staying with Aunt Dorothy (Burdett-Fuerst), she told me that
the bee stings (from early days of bee keeping) kept her from having
arthritis. That was later proven to be a fact.

ISABELLE
KEMP BRYANT
Grandma and Mama told
me that Isabelle Bryant lost her mind due to diabetes. There are
several in the family that are diabetic; I am one. Grandma was diabetic
a few years before she died. She got a sore on her leg. The doctor
called it a sugar ulcer. The last time I saw her she still had it.
She put some kind of ointment on it.
THE WINE PARTY
Mart
Johns, Curtis and Wesley Smith went down to the spring near Isabelle's
and Dolphus' house at Thonotosassa (Florida) to go swimming. When
they got there they found several bottles of homemade wine that
someone had put in the spring to keep cool. The boys brought the
wsine home, and Isabelle put it out on the screen porch. Several
days later Alta (Alta Burdett Johns) came to visit Isabelle and
brought Virginia with her. She and Isabelle sat down and started
talking while Ronnie and Virginia were playing. Ronnie and Virginia
got quiet, and every now and then you could hear them giggle. Finally
Alta and Isabelle realized the kids were awful quiet. They went
looking for them and found them. Ronnie had gotten two glasses and
poured him and Virginia some of the wine. When Isabelle and Alta
found them they were swaying back and forth about to go to sleep.
They were seven or eight years old. Ronnie told Isabelle, "But
we were just having a tea party." It was a pretty cute incident
and funny.
I
want to say that I have some of the prettiest gifts from Virginia
- a beautiful Tiffany style lamp. I love it and appreciate it so
much. Thank you, Virginia. Also, I have a beautiful bed sized throw
that Jerry crocheted and sent to me. She also sent me a potholder.
I got two more at the reunion. One is a raccoon, and I hung it on
my front door. Thank you, Jerry. I love them.
DARBY
by Lois Smith Miller
I
don't remember too much about Darby except Grandma moved up there
and took Aunt Billie with her. By this time Aunt Billie was divorced.
She took Norman with her until Uncle Pete came and got him.
When
Floyd (now ex-husband deceased) went into the Army, and he was through
with basic training, I wanted to go visit him. Lamarr was three
months old, so I was going to take him with me and leave Gator.
Mama got a lot of work at the upholstery shop, and she said with
me gone and trying to cook, care for kids and work she just couldn't
take on one more. She told me she would go out to Darby to see if
Aunt Alta could watch him as they lived out there. She took care
of him. The week I was gone I worried about him falling in the well,
as that was the first thing he did was climb up on the well. When
I got back Aunt Alta said Martha Nell took care of him most of the
time and kept him off the well.
I
didn't see it, but Grandma told me about the car. I remember they
had a reunion out there. I remember all the Florida families being
there, and I think Uncle Austin and Aunt Tiny were there.
PART
TWO
I believe this was 1949. Lamarr wasn't walking yet, and he was born
July 6, 1948. I also remember we had a reunion at Aunt Dorothy's
in august, 1951. I was to go to Okinawa, and Uncle Bud and Aunt
Lucille were coming down, so Aunt Dorothy had the reunion on Hillsborough
Avenue (Tampa). I remember that Mart (Nellie/Wm>Alta>Mart)
had a camera and took a bunch of pictures. I asked him years later
about them. He said he didn't know where they were for sure. He
took a picture of Grandma, Mama (Isabelle Burdett Smith), myself,
Gator and Lamarr - four generations. I had mine in my purse in a
card wallet, and someone stole it out of my purse. I also had the
only I had of all my children in there. I guess that whoever took
it thought it had some money in it, but all it had was about twenty
precious pictures; lots of pictures of Lamarr. This was after he
died in Viet Nam.
PART
THREE
Mama and Daddy went to see Aunt Alta and Uncle Everett at Darby,
and Mama put the little ones (Carolyn, Marilyn, Gator and Lamarr)
in the cab of the truck. The rest of us rode in the back. All of
a sudden we saw a diamond back rattlesnake all the way across the
road. Daddy ran over it and put his brakes on so the back wheels
would kill it. Daddy ran over it about ten times before it died.
It would strike at the tires. We were all pretty scared. It was
about as big around as a quart jar.
I
didn't go out there very often. They were going to send Floyd Johns
to Japan, so the boys and I went to Texas for about three months.
We came back and stayed with Floyd's mother, so I didn't get to
go anywhere very often for about a year and a half. I finally learned
to drive, but if I went anywhere I had to borrow a car.
I
suppose that when Aunt Alta and Uncle Everett moved, Grandma must
have sold the farm and bought the farm in Lawtey. She called it
a farm because it had several acres. Maybe Aunt Dorothy or Aunt
Thelma knows. I believe that is when Aunt Billie moved to Jacksonville.
Grandma had a heart attack after she bought the place in Lawtey,
and she went to live with Aunt Reatha (in Tampa) a good while so
she wouldn't be alone. After Grandma went back to Lawtey Aunt Reatha
and Aunt Thelma went to Ohio; I think in 1950. Later she had another
heart attack, and Aunt Reatha took her back to her house in Tampa
for a good while. In May or June of 1951 I took her back to Lawtey
where she passed away.

AUNT
ALTA AND UNCLE EVERETT
My
first memory of Aunt Alta and Uncle Everett is of Okeechobee. Mama
and I drove down there; I was probably about three or four years
old, and it was before we went to General's (where Mama worked).
It was really foggy. Mama kept saying it was so foggy she could
hardly see to drive. All of a sudden we heard a train whistle. Mama
got real upset because she couldn't see the train. She kept looking
around and hit a tree. The front of the car hung on a limb. I don't
think she got hurt, but my neck got cut. Toward daylight someone
stopped and called a wrecker and got us down. I don't remember about
the trip on to Aunt Alta's, but when it got daylight Mama found
out the railroad track was along the road, so there was no way the
train would have hit us.
I remember meeting Bunch (Everett's mother) but nothing important.
Mama and I went with Aunt Alta and Bunch down to the creek to do
the wash. I believe everybody just about washed their clothes with
a tub and a washboard and two rinse tubs. Aunt Alta was the only
one I ever saw take a bucket and fill up the tubs out of the creek.
It seems like we were there all day. She had lines out there to
dry the clothes I think. I was so young, but it is something that
has always stuck in my mind. I thought it was Lake Okeechobee, but
Mama told me when I was older that it was a creek off the lake.
I
know Aunt Alta had a hard life. She never knew anything about modern
appliances. She worked so hard and the best I remember kept her
house clean. Most people have a mate that helps them, but I don't
remember any of that. Thank the lord she had a family that stood
by her. She was so sweet and kind. She used to hug me and say, "I
love you."
I
remember one time (there were probably other times) she went to
the Goodwill Store in Ybor City and picked out some clothes for
the kids to wear to school. She got some starch and washed those
dresses and ironed them. She brought them over to Mama. Those were
the most beautiful dresses I ever saw, and they looked like new.
The boys' clothes looked new too.
I'm
proud to be her niece. I was there with Jerry when she passed away.
Later, at the funeral, I remember how much I loved her and that
she wouldn't have to work so hard again. She did an amazing job
on her children. They are so smart and talented, and there is nothing
they can't do.
As
far as Uncle Everett, I don't remember much to tell about him. He
was in the Seabees during World War Two and served in islands in
the Pacific. I remember when he came back home, Aunt Alta was sick,
and she was at our house. Charlene and I were walking down Hillsborough
Avenue between Haines and Church, and a cab stopped beside us. This
man said, "What are you girls doing?" I looked at him,
and he said, "I'm looking for Dolphus and Isabelle Smith. Do
you know them?" I knew for sure he was Uncle Everett, and I
told him, "I'm Lois." I don't know what he did then, probably
went to the orange grove. He just wasn't my favorite person. Sorry!
Aunt
Alta was a good Christian woman. Thanks to her she got Mama (Isabelle)
started to going to church. She also became a good Christian woman.
When
Aunt Alta and family lived in the orange grove in Temple Terrace
the fruit got ripe. My daddy (Dolphus) got some fruit snips and
got Curtis, Wesley, Lois, Mart, Jim and Bill to clip off the oranges
and put them in a bushel fruit basket and take them to the farmers
market. It was work, but we had fun. After that Daddy had all of
us plant black-eyed peas around the trees to fertilize them. This
helped Aunt Alta with the extra money she needed and gave her peas
to eat when they were ready. We had some too. I sure would like
to have some. They feed the black-eyed peas to the cows here in
South Carolina.
Aunt
Alta was so sweet and good. She had such a hard life and lived for
several months with cancer. She prayed and read her Bible, and strangely
enough she suffered no pain. I'm sure God took care of her, and
she will have a place in heaven.
I want to wish my Aunt Alta Ruth Burdett a happy 100th birthday.
Aunt Alta You were so sweet and I know God has enjoyed your presence
with him. I hope to see you in heaven too. I love you, til we meet
again
I
also want to wish Alta Ruth Higgins, Happy Birthday. We had some
wild times in our younger years.
Ruthie you caught up with me again, as we are both 73. The only
thing you look so much younger than I do. I always thought you were
so Pretty and always wished I was pretty as you. It was good to
see you at the reunion. hope we get together again at this next
reunion. Love you LOIS
...
AUNT
VIOLA AND UNCLE CHARLIE HIGGINS
I
first met Aunt Viola and Uncle Charlie in August of 1942 when Grandma
took me to Ohio. They were so hospitable and charming I felt like
I was home. They made over me like they had known me all my life.
That first afternoon we were there they gave Alta Ruth (Ruthie)
the money to go to Lake Side Park (an amusement park). Now, I had
never been to an amusement park without an adult, so I was already
sort of nervous. The first thing Ruthie wanted me to do was go on
a roller coaster which I had never seen. I watched it, and I just
didn't want to go on it. Ruthie finally talked me into riding it.
I felt like I was going to fall out, but I did ride it three times.
I just closed my eyes when we went down the 90-foot drop.
Aunt
Viola talked about playing the piano, and she wanted us to go to
the church with her. She didn't have a piano at the time. Charlene
(one of Aunt Viola's twins) were best friends until she passed away.
Charlene had come to Florida in 1942 to help Aunt Alta, as Virginia
was really sick. Daddy and Mama kept them (Alta and Virginia) at
our house until Charlene got there. Then, when Ronnie Smith (Isabelle
and Dolphus' son and Lois' brother) was born, Charlene came to our
house to help Mama. We became good friends. She stayed at our house
for four months and then went back to Ohio. She was like my sister.
The
second day I was in Ohio Charlene came over to Aunt Viola's and
talked Grandma into letting me go to her apartment. Charlotte (Charlene's
twin) lived with her. Their boyfriends came over (Charlotte was
dating Hunter then). After a few hours they started wrestling and
cutting up. This was new to me. Then Charlene's boyfriend acted
like he was going to push her out the window, and I got scared.
I went outside and sat on a porch, thinking. I wanted to get back
to Grandma, and I didn't know how to get there.
I
went upstairs, and Charlene and Charlotte were still cutting up.
I asked Charlene if she would take me back to Aunt Viola's after
awhile. She said, "I thought you were going to spend the night."
I told her no, I wanted to go back to Grandma. She didn't answer
me and started cutting up. I went back outside, and I thought, "We
caught the streetcar by Aunt Viola's and to off by Charlene's and
Charlotte's, so if I walk down the street car tracks I could find
Aunt Viola and Grandma."
I
took off walking down the streetcar track. I didn't realize how
far it was. It took me two or three hours. I started getting blisters
on my feet and heels because of my new shoes. About halfway there
I got into the black section of town, and some little girl tried
to get into a fight with me. I told her I was taught not to fight,
but if she wanted to hit me, go ahead. She looked at me like I was
crazy and ran off.
I
finally got to Aunt Viola's, and she and Uncle Charlie were amazed
that I had walked that far. My toes and heels were bleeding. Uncle
Charlie told me to sit down, and he would doctor my toes. He got
a warm wash pan of water and sat on the floor and bathed my feet.
He said, "You poor darlin'. You've had a rough day. Those girls
should have watched you better." He kept bathing my toes until
they quit bleeding. Then he patted them dry and put medicine on
them and my heels and bandaged each one. He was easy and didn't
hurt me at all. The next morning he did the same thing and that
night. By the time we got ready to leave for Dayton and go to Fostoria
my feet were well. Uncle Charlie loved and cared for everyone, and
everyone loved him. He was a sweet man.
When
we went to church with Aunt Viola I was amazed at the way she played
the piano, especially when Grandma told me she only had three lessons.
They both were very good people, and I loved them both.
Charlotte
and Charlene came the next day to find out where I went. They said
they thought I had gone to bed. There was a shorter way to walk
back, but what did I know?
UNCLE CHARLIE
Uncle Charlie told me some war stories, but I can only remember
one. He said he was walking down the road in Germany, and he happened
to notice a whole company of Germans coming. He said there was a
hole in the road. He looked around and saw a board. He jumped in
the hole and pulled the board over it. It seemed like an hour before
people quit marching over the board, and he was so afraid someone
would pick up the board and find him. He was in a safe haven, though,
and eventually he got out of there. This seems to me that it could
be mind-boggling.
I
don't know much to say about Uncle Charlie that hasn't been said.
He was good to help people. He helped Daddy build the upholstery
shop on Hillsborough Avenue. When he was gone I missed him.
AUNT VIOLA HIGGINS
Aunt Viola and I spent a lot of time together after she and Uncle
Charlie moved to Florida. She used to come to my house and play
the piano for me all day. She played all kinds of music. Her favorite
classical piece was Kitten on the Keys. She mostly played classical
and church music. How I loved to hear her play. Sometimes I went
to her house, and she played the piano, and she and I studied the
Bible. She played the piano and the organ for three churches, whichever
one needed her.
The
church I went to started having services at the prison at Six Mile
Creek on Sunday afternoons. I took Aunt Viola to play the piano.
The piano sat out in the weather under the trees. Instead of hitting
the keys you had to pick them up and make them go down to make a
sound. She never missed a note; it was amazing. Aunt Viola worried
about her children, but she pretty well let them do as they wanted
to do. She wasn't a strict mother but a good one.
WALTER
LEE HIGGINS
Walter Lee got the chicken pox when he was about three years old,
and he kept running outside. Aunt Viola couldn't find him one day
and finally found him under the house. She brought him in and bathed
him. He had a fever of 105. The disease and the fever affected his
brain. He spent the rest of his life in a group home in Tennessee.
He passed away at forty-five years of age.
According
to Aunt Viola Uncle Charlie was in the service for seventeen years.
She didn't like him being away all the time and talked him into
getting out. So he lacked three years to retire.
Paul,
Joe, Mary Ann and Reatha who lived around the corner from me visited
me quite often. Sometimes Joe would bring his guitar and play for
us. Mary Ann was Charlene's daughter. She was so sweet and was going
to college to take research medicine. I just can't get over her
husband looking like Uncle Charlie.
The lady who lived across the street from Aunt Viola didn't like
her. She said Aunt Viola spent all her time reading the Bible, and
she spread it all over the neighborhood that she (Aunt Viola) was
crazy. Aunt Viola went over there one day and talked to her about
the lord, and after a few days she talked her into going to church
with her. The church had a piano but not an organ. After several
months the lady got saved, and she went to the music store and bought
an organ for Aunt Viola to play. Aunt Viola played that organ until
she passed away. When she had the heart attack two weeks after Uncle
Charlie passed away the doctor told us she passed away from a broken
heart; that her heart was not in that bad of health. She had three
pastors who preached her funeral. One of them said she had always
lived in a little house that wasn't always in good shape. But they
knew that God had a place for her in heaven. They all said she was
the best Christian, and she lived her life for the lord.
....
A
CONVERSATION WITH LOIS SMITH MILLER 11-03-03
The Viewing will be from 1:00P.M.
_ 3:30 at Ayers funeral Home on Hwy #19 in Chiefland, Larry said
it was south of McDonalds and the service will be at 4:00 as stated
before The service will be at Kingdom Hall like you had before.
Frank
John Fuerst born February 22, 1912 in Allentown, Pennsylvania, died
November 1, 2003 in Trenton, Florida. He moved with his family to
Tampa, Florida in 1921, when he was nine years old.
He
is survived by his wife of 67 years, Dorothy Burdett Fuerst. Three
sons, Raymond, Larry and Vernon Dale Fuerst, nine grand children
and 12 great grand children. One brother, Johnny Fuerst, and one
sister, Marie Bryant.
Funeral
services will be held at Kingdom Hall-----14931 N. Hiway 19.....Chiefland,
Florida, Friday, November 7 @ 4:00 PM.
He
owned and operated Fuerst Cabinet Shop, 607 South Lincoln Avenue,
Tampa, Florida, along with his father and brother. Then he worked
for Gulf Star Marina until he retired in 1977.
He
built beds for the Governor's Mansion when Carlton was governor
of Florida. He built a four poster bed in 1936, which graced his
bride's and his bedroom from then until this day. He also built
the cedar lined chest of drawers in the picture below. The last
piece of furniture he built was a four poster, mahogany bed that
he started at age 87 and delivered to his granddaughter, Lisa, three
days before he turned 88 years old.
........
Marilyn
Fuerst just called and told me that Uncle Frank passed away this
afternoon from a heart attack. I am so sad to hear this. She said
Aunt Dorothy said, "I guess I'll have to go to the reunion
without him." So I guess she still plans to come. In discussing
it, Marilyn and I decided it will probably be good for her to be
around the family. Marilyn said she would let me know when the arrangements
are made and I will send them to you for the web page...Reatha 11-01-2003.
REPORT
ON AUNT DOROTHY AND UNCLE FRANK 6-8-2003
Vernon is staying with Uncle Frank, I called him last night and
in the conversation ,I said I sure would like to talk to her and
He said he would take his cell phone and he called me from her bed
and I talked to her
She
sits up in bed but it hurts her and they put her in a wheel chair
and she goes to the dining room to eat or the therapy room.
A.
Dot Still can't move her right hand, she said she wished someone
would bring her a couple of peaches off her trees and some figs
She said she did (have them in Trenton) and they were ripe, North
FL and GA have things about the same time. We are getting peaches
from Georgia in the stores and the S.C. peaches in a week to 10
days. I ate a Mango yesterday. it was so good.
Vernon
said that Uncle Frank's mind seems to be better, but his feet and
legs swell so bad. He works with them and soaks them to get the
swelling out.
I
wish I could go up there and take care of them awhile, they were
always so good to me when I was young. I hope I get to see them,
it will be awful to go to the reunion and them not be there. I talked
to Aunt Thelma once since A. Dot had her stroke, she said Dorothy
is a fighter, and we are getting old. I want to go to Florida so
bad, I am so afraid I will lose some one else.

Barb
Burdett Slaughterbeck & Aunt Dorothy Fuerst -Reunion 2003

Bob and Lois Smith
Miller
Poem,training
Puppies.............Untimely Relief
by
Bob Miller (Nellie/Wm>Isabelle>Lois, Wife of Bob)
A
very young dog needing housebreaking,
runs us all half to death.
All day long she will fake it, Keeping us
jumping and out of breath.
Then at night after a late effort to relieve
her, "Rest" such a nice bed.
But alas, awakened from a sound sleep,
She's licking me on my bald head.
So in a hurry grabbing my pants, out in the
cold night air.
Then back to bed covering my head,
maybe she won't know I'm there.
Back to the drawing board, for two hours
later, She's dancing where her tongue
couldn't reach-
So for my next lesson for her hard head,
the difference from Day and Night , I'll teach.
Written
by Bob Miller
Was the night before Christmas but no one was aware, til' the star
shined from heaven , saying Jesus was there. The omnipotent present
from the father above; sent with a message, of an undying love.
He taught where he went, of his father who cares. Of an unquenchable
fire in hell, that we'd better be aware. He healed the sick, the
lame, and cast out devils, yet they doubted he was lord. He was
beaten and bruised, and hung on the cross, for our sins that through
him we have a reward. He rose on a cloud to the father above, as
he watches over us, he tends to weep. That so many though the word
has been heard, his commandments they refuse to keep.
Bob Miller
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