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that was the heaviest rain and the terriblest lightning I've ever seen. Willie had brought me over to stay with Ruby when Mark Samuel was born on September 19th, 1956. The storm was Sept 22nd, Matt was in the kitchen and when I walked in there, I said Matt come, look quick, the wires are a fire outside. So he called the firemen and they were there in a jiffy and put the fire out so I said call them and tell them to come and get a cup of coffee so as he couldn't make them hear, he motioned to them and they came and stood under the little shelter that was over the porch by the kitchen door and they said that was the first coffee or anything they had had since early that morning. The weather just kept getting worse and worse and the wind was ferocious. The house sat up about ten foot above the ground and I looked for it to go over any minute so I called to Matt and told him to all of us pray and so he went to Ruby and we all prayed like we'd never prayed before and in just a little while the wind calmed down the rain slacked up and no more lightning. Then I thanked the Lord over and over. The next day people were riding in boats all over the streets and under the houses. Grown people and children were wading all under the houses and everywhere. Ruby and Matt lived close to Pontichatrain Beach.
Little Buck Shot
Sister Emma married into a family of nine boy, no girls. From the oldest was Jahue the one she married and next was Henry, Slayton, Jimmy, Arthur, Ralph, Joe, Charlie and Simon. (I made a mistake, Henry was the oldest.) One day Joe came over to Emma's and he said Emma; I've found a play by the name of Little Buckshot how about you being the teacher and director and we'll put on a play to make some money for the church. So she told him she didn't see how she could as her health at that time was terrible, her heart was in bad shape, she had bad spells at times and couldn't breathe and they'd have to work with her some times for an hour or longer. I saw her one time when she was carrying her fifth child and I never wanted to see her again as she looked "horrible". It took her husband, mother-in-law, doctor and nurse to hold her legs and arms down to keep her from killing her baby, as her arms and legs would draw right up into her stomach, her eyes rolled back in her head and no one could imagine how terrible she did look unless they could have seen her. Any way she told Joe she'd look over the play and she?d see what she could do. So, she copied all the parts as
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