This summer Norman, Luke and I made a trip to Bradford for Norman's 40th class reunion. (Yes, he is much older than me!!!!!) This is another of my favorite places to visit. While we were there Meme and Papa's neighbor told us we could go pick some shelly beans so we did. It brought back so many memories of when Norman and I were first married and when our kids were young. Meme and Papa lived on a hill with about 10 acres of land next to a cemetary. There were always at least two gardens-one between Meme and Papa's and Uncle Billy Bob's and another in the bottom close to the cemetary. Just outside the house was a big shade tree with a swing and some yard chairs, as they were called. This is where everyone would congregate after picking the stuff from the garden to shell the peas and beans, shuck the corn, and make homemade ice cream. There was always a breeze and plenty of waves from the people as they passed by. Meme would take those fresh vegetables and cook them just right. She would add some corn bread, fresh tomatoes and sweet tea and boy hidy - that was some good eating!!!!! - Paula Deen, Emeril or the Iron Chef would not even compare!!! Meme was the ORIGINAL Iron Chef! Give her an IRON SKILLET and she could make everything taste good!!!The old home place has since been replaced by a four-lane highway but those great memories will last a life time. Thanks Meme and Papa for such wonderful memories!!
The reunion was alot of fun, too. It was held in the Bradford Elementary Gym. As soon as we walked in the door a woman jumped up, hugged Norman and said, "Junior Norman, you look just like Polly Norman(that's Norman's momma) with a mustache." It was neat to hear the tales they all told on each other. About picking cotton, selling magazines and going on their Senior Trip to New York and Niagra Falls-which by the way was quite a trip for these kids that had never been out of Gibson County. I cannot imagine what it was like to go to the same school from kindergarten through 12th grade. This was a place where neighbors were really neighbors and not just aquaintances. We laugh about this small town in West Tennessee but what a neat place it must have been to grow up. A rich hertiage, indeed!!!