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length of skirt and our dress and mustaches and so forth. We had a judge right there in my house, that was Judge Buel Watkins Russell, that was my mother and she was a judge. But we didn't leave the house unless we were dressed properly. They come out with baggy, balloon britches and so forth with holes in them and so forth, and all that.
Now my sister didn't come out with a skirt halfway to her naval either. My mother would have stopped that, and she was the one that did the judging of what we should wear. And if Hattie Turnipseed at the school, if she didn?t like them we'd have a confrontation with her. And if we did something in school and we got a whipping, we got another one at home because my sister would tell on me and I'd have to go to that peach tree back there in the garden. That was a sacred tree. I mean nothing touched that except me to get my own switch, my own tree. She'd say, "Okay, go get your switch." And I wanted to get a shovel and chop it down, but no, that was sacred. We had a big red horse. That horse didn't even bite on that tree. We had a cow
JAMIE L. WETZEL, CSR - CIRCUIT COURT REPORTER