I was born in Angelina Co, TX which was a very rural area. So rural that I actually rode to town with my grandpa in his wagon. I'll always remember that he took the wagon to the stable and left the horses while we were in town. Today I still can see in my mine where it was across from the tallest building in our town of 4 or 5 stories. It's still the tallest as I don't think we grown to the stage we need to build upwards.
Downtown was build around the square with the Court House in the middle. They had a Federal Post Office facing it , offices, etc and a street call "Spit and Whittle" and that was what the men did. It was "wet" at one time because my mom got tired of waiting for my dad and went into some bar and got him. My dad was like me, a talker, and mom, well she was a doer. She was the glue that kept our family together right up to her death almost 93 years later. And she died still loving my dad. People in our area always laughed because mom sat next to dad when he drove, like a teenager. We were proud of that.
I was lucky in more ways than one. First I had good genes, we were smart, hard workers and our families taught us the right traits for a person to have, love, charity, kindness, loyalty, eagerness to learn and willing to work. Mom never let us say one bad word against another. God was respected and though we didn't always go every Sunday, we were taught the word of God.
I went to one school until I finished the sixth grade when we moved closer to town and I entered Junior High and graduated from there. After graduation (which I had extra credits and know now I should have applied myself to even better grades) and I worked at the local movies to help my family out. My father worked for the State Highway Department and mom worked at several jobs until dad said it's enough.
I went to trade school in Jefferson Co, TX and became a Hair Stylist, planning on working my way through Denton College for Women and toward being an attorney only fate entered. The 5th of July I entered the classroom and looked straight into the eyes and it was instant love at first sight for both of us. We were married 41 years.
He was a Stylist as well and entered many Contest. We met Vidal Sassom while in school and he was in the top ten Texas Stylist Contest, and third in the Shreveport. He turned down the chance to be a stylist for the top modeling agency because I was expecting and he would have to be in France for three months, during which was my due date.
We owned several business in Hair Styling, raised Arabian and Quarter Horses and participated in many horse shows. My husband showed Casa Ola, the Black Stallion, in Louieville Show of Arabian Stallions and the author of the book stopped him and wanted the horse for the movie. He introduced him to the owner, Ibn ???, a nickname for the horse had came out into the area on his hind legs looking beautiful, fierce and actor material.
I've had a great life, with a loving husband, three children, business that I ran and many, many friends. We've met people a little farmer's girl wouldn't have met. Wayne Newton, Patrick Swayse, the Marshalls, and Tom McNair, a great horseman and gentleman were all pieces in our life's puzzle. Genealogy was just a hobby that has became an obsession with me.
My husband encouraged it and especially my artwork in Oils and Pastels. Life has been good.
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