Memories

In Great Smokey Mountains National Park we came upon an old grist mill. It brought back lots of memories for Charlie. He told me all about how he and his dad used to ride down in their old truck to have the corn ground when he was about 10 or 12 years old in Fitzgerald, Ga. "We used to pull the corn, shucks and all, load it up into the truck, take it down to the grist mill and they would grind it up for cow feed in the winter."


When we got to Virginia Beach to see Jerry and Mary, Charlie's first cousin and his wife, there was lots of reminiscing. When we started talking about the mill, Jerry was telling me about how Mama Paul(their grandmother) was scared of the cows but she had to feed them. When she went to feed them, the cows would come running towards her. When she got scared, she'd try to beat them off by hitting them on the head with the bucket of feed. Which only got them closer! They'd keep trying to get the feed from the bucket, which got her more scared so she continued to swing the bucket at them. And so on.
Jerry said he used to hide and watch the whole thing and laugh his butt off!


Charlie and Jerry in Jerry's Shop