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Author Archives: joinerscorner
Steve The Tool Salesman
I don’t know exactly when Steve called. I think it was about 30 years ago. Jane and I were living on DeLiesseline Drive in Vienna, raising triplets. It was before caller ID. Sales calls always came right at suppertime. Most … Continue reading
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Sis Pearlie’s Marching Band
It was a summer day in 1957. I was five. My playmate, Sis Pearlie, was about 65. There wasn’t a record of Pearlie’s date of birth. Grandmama Hill said they could share hers, April 1, 1892. Pearlie Mae Frederick was … Continue reading
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Remembering Henry
I’ve been to a lot of funerals, way more than most folks my age. For five years I worked for my cousin, Rooney Bowen. He owned the Chevrolet dealership and the funeral home in Vienna. Cars and caskets were our … Continue reading
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Rhetoric
Our oldest grandchild, Abby, is only a year away from college. She’s been looking at various options, hoping to find somewhere she could enjoy her stay while getting a good education. She recently visited Georgia College & State University in … Continue reading
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The Bedpan Band
I’m not sure exactly what inspired Dewel Lawrence to have a musical instrument made from a bedpan. One tale is that it happened when he was a patient in the hospital, still under the lingering effects of anesthesia. Dewel heard … Continue reading
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Born to Farm
I’ve known a lot of men who it seems were born to farm. Daddy and Uncle Murray were two of them. They loved farming in the days of mules, hoes, and cotton sacks. And they loved it when the work … Continue reading
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The Casket Man
Mr. Junior Spradley is the only man I know who keeps his casket at home. He also has one for his wife, Miss Frances, but neither one of them have any plans for immediate use. Mr. O. T. Spradley, Jr. … Continue reading
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Dr. Joe and Mama Joiner
Dr. Joe Christmas was our family doctor for a long time. He took care of three generations in the Joiner family, even helped some with the fourth. In December of 1975, my wife, Jane, and I moved from Valdosta to … Continue reading
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A Country Barber
Mr. Willis Owen was the barber for Third District. He farmed part time and ran the barber shop on Friday afternoons, plus all day Saturday. In the 1950’s he worked out of a room in Mr. El Sparrow’s store. I … Continue reading
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The New Shoes Blues
I think I was in the fifth grade or maybe the sixth. My mother had taken me to Hawkinsville to Mr. Ben Silver’s store to get some new tennis shoes. Mr. Silver, who seemed quite ancient to me at the … Continue reading
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