Growing Up in the South….

Hey Y’all!

         Last night I (Juliette) was thinking about how time has flown by this year and that summer is almost over. The memories came flooding back to me. Growing up in South Carolina, living on a dirt road on Tree Street in a little board house.

The store called Mr. Reed’s, where you could buy cookies two for a penny. Our summers were so carefree, my Aunt Pete and Uncle Jim lived one street over. We would take the path to get to their house. That was the spot were all the neighborhood kids would play. We would play with wild abandonment, from sun up to sun down. I remember my Aunt Pete would always make us kids feel so welcome.

Sometimes, my cousins Frank, Pat, Kecia, and Caroline just to name a few. We would pick blackberries and sell them to Mrs. Mag, the nice lady that lived down the street. I  guess we were entrepreneurs even back then.

We didn’t have a lot, but we had church on Sunday and my Aunt Pete’s house. I remember being free and happy. I can’t forget my Aunt Jessie Lee and  my cousins; Wendy, Pam, Abigail, Niecy, Anthony, and Kecia. At Aunt Jessie Lee’s house we would get our praise on. Y’all,  we would have church. We were some shouting fools,  we baptized, and preached too. My Aunt  would come to the back door, look at us and say “Y’all keep On!”  But we just kept having church and she gave us  shacks, which were cookies.

Oh Yes! I was one of those kids who got their arm stuck in the washing machine, that she had on her  back porch. I stuck my hand right in there, that’s probably why my hand hurts every now and then.

Late Night Memories

-Southern Love

Remember  ya’ll not everyone in the South eats fried chicken, but if you fry it just right. We won’t turn it down!

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