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Some funny but some sad
July 23- 1992
When I was a girl around 14 years old they had then, what they called a poor house for old folks. Now its called the Citizen Senior home. So there were two old ladies and an old man and these two old widow women would walk eight miles from Gainesville to Logtown once every week to buy as many groceries as they could carry in their arms. Then on their way back home they'd stop at Mrs. Bennet's place right close to the road, pull off their bonnets and hang them on the back of their rockers as Mrs. Bennett always had two or three rocking chairs on the front porch or gallery which ever you were a mind to call it, and they'd eat supper and spend the night and then be on their way next morning. So Mrs. Bennett had a bunch of boys, their names were John, Andy, Wyatt, Tom, Jim and I've forgotten the other ones name. Any way, the young men got tired of these two old women staying over night because their mother had to strip their bed next morning and then we had to wash cloths on a washboard in a tub of water then put them in the washpot and boil and then put them through two tubs of rinsing water then hang on the clothesline to dry so I guess you know what had to be done then. Any way the boys decided they'd put a stop to these old women stopping be every week to spend the night. So Uncle Andy told Uncle Tom he'd let them get in and settled and then he'd pretend he had gone crazy and try to scare them, so the next week, late that afternoon here they come, pulled off their bonnets, hung them up and was seated on the front porch waiting for supper. So in a few minutes here come Uncle Andy just a hollering bloody murder with a mattress and he ran outside of the gate, threw the mattress on the ground and begun jumping up and down, saying the craziest things so Uncle Tom told his mamma, he said Ma; I've been telling you I believed Andy was going crazy and now I know he is and we're going to have to send him off to the crazy house before he hurts some body. So in a few minutes poor old Rocksine and Alice reached for their bonnets and was hitting it up the road not even bidding any one the time of day. So that put a stop to their spending the night.
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