It was great to see Jim Beckett out and about Monday. Jim came home last week from an 18-day stay in the hospital in Oxford.
He is still having physical therapy, but is improving at a steady pace. He plans to go back to Jackson some this week when the legislature returns to session.
Lisa McNeece
Jim’s son-in-law Chad King was his chauffeur for the day. Chad and Rebecca have moved into her grandmother, Mrs. Viola’s, house, and we are thrilled to have them in Bruce.
Chad’s move to Bruce officially doubles the die-hard Southern Miss fan population in Bruce to two– he and Joel.
Another new business has opened here.
Jerry “Snake” Rutherford has opened his insurance office in the Ben Suber Law Firm building on Creekmore Drive in Bruce, up from Renasant Bank.
McGreger Auto Parts has announced they will be expanding their business to carrying 18 wheeler parts and will be doing bigger jobs.
We are always encouraged by growth and new business in the county.
The extreme cold weather is not that bad when you have heat, electricity and all the comforts. It just seems like when it’s this cold, we should have a little snow to go along with it, but none is in sight.
Spring cleaning at my house usually comes January 1, so I have been cleaning out cabinets, drawers, etc.
Marshall, Celia and I were in the back part of The Journal last week looking for an item or two, which resulted in a minor cleanup back there.
In the search, however, I found in a box the sailor dress that I was wearing for my first birthday in 1961.
I couldn’t bear to toss it. Marshall laughed and said ‘either you can throw it away now, or I’ll throw it away later.’
It’s not so much the dress that I’m sentimental about, but it’s the photo of me wearing it blowing out the single candle on my cake with my favorite aunt in the background.
Why are we so sentimental about things? Are we afraid we will forget?
I have trinkets from my childhood, glassware from my grandparents’ house, a cuckoo clock that hung in my aunt’s house, china from a great aunt, and so much more.
No doubt just looking at any of these items brings back a happy memory, but to me only.
A couple of months before my grandmother went to the nursing home, she showed me a red glass mug with “World’s Fair” and the date hand written in gold from a trip she and her sister took with their parents.
It meant the world to her, but it was just a red cup to me.
It gets harder and harder to keep these things as time goes by, I think because it seems impractical. Most of the time, we prefer to have the storage space.
I know most of these things are meaningless to anyone but me. But it is still hard to give them up.
Celia and I have tried to come up with unique ways to keep some of these things in a different fashion, like making photo books of a few selected photos out of an entire box of photographs.
We fished a lot when we were young girls in Macon with our grandfather and uncle. Since our grandfather owned a bait shop/service station, we had every jig you could imagine.
I picked out some favorites and put them into a clear glass jar. That jar holds a lot of memories for me, and Celia, too.
So my New Year’s resolution is to re-fashion many of these things so the memory remains intact, but be more practical about the storage factor.
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