Sunday, September 30, 2018
Wednesday, September 26, 2018
What to do after high school...
Martha and Gene in 1951 |
I was thrilled to be graduating high school in May of 1951, but I did not know what I was going to do after high school. I thought about going into nursing or taking a business course. I had an aunt and uncle in West Virginia. They came to visit us and as they started to head home, they invited me to visit them. I visited them for a few weeks that summer. I seems that Gene must have worried about whether I would come back. My aunt and uncle even offered to send me to business school if I stayed in West Virginia. But I went back home and Gene was there that weekend and asked me to marry him. He even had a ring with him. Of course, I said, "Yes!" We started double dating with a couple from my church, Doris Howell ( our pastor's daughter) and J. D. Earley. Since we were both engaged, we decided to have a double wedding at our church. The wedding took place on Saturday, December 22 1951, at 6 PM.
Monday, September 24, 2018
About my early years...
Rev. J.S.Rice |
I remember mama carrying me in her arms and my brother and sister walking by her side. Church was an important part of our lives. Later in my teen years, I taught the small children in Sunday School. I was voted to be the church pianist when I could only play one or two songs. Boy, it was scary! I also began taking care of Aunt Ann's children when I was thirteen and a half years old, while she worked. We had some good times and we would have birthday parties for each other.
Sunday, September 23, 2018
How I met my future husband at the age of 14
In the year 1947 (at age 14), I met a
young man who was leading the singing in a tent revival in my hometown of
Caroleen, N.C. I attended the services because as a Christian I enjoyed being
where the Bible was preached. But there was another reason. I really liked this
young man and also enjoyed hearing him sing. His hometown was Clifton, S.C. so
other than getting to go to the services in the summer that was it.
Four years later, in February of 1951, I was at a talent program at Tri-High school, where I would graduate in May of that year. I heard someone call my name and when I looked around there was the young man that I had known four years earlier, but had almost forgotten. He asked to take me home and then came back the next day pretending to come to see my brother, Jimmy. He got there in time for Sunday dinner. Boy, Mama was a good cook! Some of the church folks would come to eat and they would rave about how good everything was. Those friends were Martha, Edna, and Lucille Coffey. They loved Mama’s banana and pineapple pudding. To me those didn’t look so good. I had seen her wring the necks of so many chickens, that I couldn’t eat them. Later I saw what I missed and learned to love fried chicken. I liked everything else she cooked.
Photo from 1952
Gene (left)
Martha (pianist)
Saturday, September 22, 2018
Martha's story ...in her own words...
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