The Front Porch- Dunnam's, Dearman's Grocery and Days Gone By
I have a little facebook blog that I occasionally write inspired by my Grandma and Grandaddy's house located in Clarke County...living in West Monroe, Louisiana we don't get over as much as we used to. We recently had the opportunity to make a surprise visit to my Aunt who still resides there on her 90th birthday. While there, I was able to reminisce as we also went to the community of Energy where Momma was raised...although the visit was bittersweet since both Momma and Daddy have both gone home to be with the Lord, it helped to remind me just how blessed I was to come up in such a time of innocence....I hope you enjoy my thoughts from " The Front Porch" The Front Porch · Dunnams, Dearman's Grocery and Days Gone By- By the time I sharpen the pencil for this " Front Porch", we will already be back in the hills of West Monroe. I couldn't post anything you see because the visit was a surprise. Aunt Inez was celebrated today as she turned ninety just a few days ago. Since we had a few hours before the celebration, we decided to wander down to an intersection that held a piece of my Momma's heart and mine as well.... Dearman's Grocery in Energy, Mississippi. The last time I remember going in there, I was with my Grandaddy. We had come over from Louisiana for the weekend to cut wood. Grandaddy had taken us down there to get an ice cold coke in a glass bottle ( for him it was Pepsi ) and some penny candy. Going into the store, I remember seeing the coke cooler and a barrel that held on top of it, the biggest wheel of red rind cheese I had ever seen. Grandaddy spoke to the gentlemen in the store, bought a big piece of the cheese wheel and we headed back to the house. Cheese, coke and candy were not a real nutritious meal but when we left the store that day, I felt full. The meal didn't fill us up, the love and pride of the man in that old Ford pickup with 16 ply tires did. He took pride in us, he took pride in his work and he took pride in knowing that the community of Energy knew him and his family. That Neal boy who married little Gladys Dunnam would leave their mark on that intersection and that community for years to come. For that I will always be grateful. As times race by in today's world, it was nice to go back and reminisce about that simple day so long ago. As a few tears slipped down my cheek, I thanked God for the memory of the day we went to Dearman's and the cheese wheel... From " The Front Porch of Dearman's Grocery" in the heart of Energy, Mississippi...my heart in the heat of the day wishes you all a blessed day....
