Back To Where It All Began

Hi, Everyone!

Well, it certainly goes without saying, but I am having a terrifical time with my family… and yes, I did in fact say TERRIFICAL—that just shows you how great a time I’m having.

I’ll be sure to post some pictures in due time, but I at least had to deliver an updated blog post to let y’all know how things were going. First of all, this past Saturday’s get-together at Great Aunt Reesie’s was just freakin’ fan-great-tastic! I truly enjoyed myself… and for the record, Becky had an even greater time than I did (if that’s even possible). We ha already adopted Becky into our family last year, but after soaking in Nashville and Memphis, I am happy to report that Becky is officially an honorary Southern gal! How do I know this? Well, let’s just say that she’s beginning to talk like my Gramma Jewel. I ain’t lyin’, y’all—Becky messed around and dropped some Southern dialect on Cousin Lionel; she said: “Lionel, ya reckon you can be a dear and give a gal another glass of sweet tea?” Even my mom turned around and was like: “What the hell?!” Hahaha! And Becky had to giggle herself when she realized what she said.

We also finally took that trip to the Mississippi Delta—particularly Ruleville, Mississippi. It was quite surprising to discover that the house where my Gramma Jewel and Great Aunt Reesie grew up in, is still standing. I think Gramma Jewel was more impressed than the rest of us, mainly because that was her first home, “and heck—even the ol’ oak tree is still standin’ tall,” she marveled. I gotta admit that I was very impressed because I was looking at history. Come to find out, Great Gramma Lynn never sold the house; she bequeathed it to Gramma Jewel and Great Aunt Reesie, both of whom pitched in to get the house restored to brand-new over the years. They also made a proclamation: “This house is part of your history—this house belongs to all-a-y’all. This house was bought, paid for, and owned by your great grandfather Gregory, especially during an era where so much was going on back in the day.”

And y’all probably know me by now—I am so honored to be a part of family history. I mean, to think that my great grandfather actually bought and owned property during the era of segregation and the Great Depression… that is just so phenomenal!

Okay, y’all—I gotta close it up for today, but I’ll be catchin’ up with you on tomorrow. Peace Out!

 

 

Hugs & Kisses,

Natasha