April 29, 1963
Monday, sunny in am with high cloudiness in pm, some wind, not bad 60’s, nice and warm. I washed in the am. Doug and Clifton went to Albany. The Mayos were here at night. Billie called and said Jay Smith was dead.
Comment: Wash day, The Mayos were the minister and wife from the Flat Creek Baptist Church. Billie was Mom's mother's sister, Mildred Laraway. Not sure who Jay Smith was, none of the living family recall him. Spring seems to be on the way...here is a post about the seasons on the hill:
And the seasons would come and the seasons would go
And our whole world would change with the flow
As the sharp verdant springtime resolved in soft focus
As the hills drowned in summer's warm glow
In Autumn, the mountains were like purple haze that muted fall colors soaked through
Then winter's keen breath brought the snow & white frost
And another new year to us, too
Seasons On The Hill
And the seasons would come and the seasons would go
And our whole world would change with the flow
As the sharp verdant springtime resolved in soft focus
As the hills drowned in summer's warm glow
In Autumn, the mountains were like purple haze that muted fall colors soaked through
Then winter's keen breath brought the snow & white frost
And another new year to us, too
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