| Margie's Journal - incomplete, but plenty of fun information
Moving:
Frank gone to Conference - me alone with sick child,
ear infections, no doctor, telephone or car. Finally, Diane cured, piled
boxes of books in guest room, packed and packed - absolutely exhausted
one hot night lying on bed with no sheet covering me - sound asleep. Suddenly
mouse ran up my bare leg - screamed, shook him off and unable to sleep
for rest of night. Sprayed all around with moth spray in great hopes that
it would be effective on mice also.
After much heaving, packing, throwing and burning - got
much stuff packed - Frank arrived home on Friday afternoon. I'd strained
my back and had cramps in it that night. Had to keep yelling at Frank
to awaken him to pull my back straight.
Great moving day.
Van arried at 11:00 a.m. Amazed at such a small truck to carry our great
load. Frank loaded VW and Studebaker. At 2:30, we took off. Frank had
3000 pounds of books, one goat and a petrified white Tom cat. I had Diane,
more books, a black kitten, 3 goldfish and a turtle. I also had a flat
tire 5 miles out of Knoxville and a useless jack. Things straightened
out and we arrived in Bussey. The previous minister still loading - great
hoards of people piling trash into pickups. Finally the man and his family
left and the van gone, too with the promise to return and collect the
rest of their belongings. Amazing amount of junk. I sat around on the
living room floor with eight or ten of our new parishioners till 10:00
p.m. or so. Our van not in sight. Took a tour of our new house and nearly
cried. Molding and mopboard in living room painted half-white and half
cream - someone had lost interest in the middle. Living room floor refinished
around a lovely little square where there had obviously been a rug, great
jagged crack in the kitchen sink - the plumbing leaky and corroded - no
electrical plug-ins upstairs - only bare hanging bulbs - no toilet upstairs
- one downstairs. Kitchen unbelievable. 4 feet of counter space - linoleum
worn thru to floor. Besides these small things, the windows, six footers
with springs - not pulleys, kept falling down since the wod was worn out
at the spirngs - most propped open by various lengths of wood. Coal furnace,
etc.
At first glance, this was all I saw - but knew there
was a great deal more I didn't want to see. At 11:30 still no van. The
last of the loyal people left - with many invitations for bed and board
- but we still had hopes of van arriving. At 12:30 a.m. we gave - dragged
car seats in from VW and curled up in them. Diane very uncomfortable,
but asleep - Frank & I extremely so - but young enough to think it
funny. Our new friends had stocked the refrig with eggs and pies and homemade
bread and rolls - our neighbor brought us coffee and rolls and since the
minister's wife before us had neglected to check the bottom of the stove,
we had a plentiful supply of pots and pans the next morning.
At 10:00 a.m. our van arrived - seems the movers didn't
get the van packed till 3:00 a.m. However we later discovered the biggest
reason was not the small size of the van as they claimed, but the constant
little breaks the two movers kept taking at the local tavern. Naturally,
it would be difficult to fit a large load of furn. in a small van especially
if one couldn't see straight.
At about the same time on Friday, the parsonage committe
arrived - all set to find out the major and minor repairs we would like.
Frank told them very bluntly that he had lived in parsonages all his life
- but had never seen one in worse condition. They appeared surprised -
but after a tour of the place agreed heartily. Several suggestions made
- and by Monday night at the official board meeting, the church people
decided almost unanimously to build us a new house before Fall.
After that it didn't seem so terrible to live in that
dreadful old house. At least we had the prospects of a new one within
4 or 5 months.
The first Sunday after taking up occupancy was a hectic
one. Frank had to hurry off early in order to find his way to the other
two churchs. As he passed thru town, he noticed a body lying partly in
the gutter. Being a good Christian gentleman, he stopped to see if he
could help. our neighbor's 17 year old son was lying there dead drunk.
Aid soon arrived and I cought sight of him later being dragged unconscious
onto his front lawn - where he was rather unceremoniously left lying for
at least 4 hours. There was no sign of hide nor hair though when the sheriff
arrived later in the afternoon. This, of course, wasn't a very happy portent
of what our neighbors were like, though I later found the rest of the
family to be very pleasant. I never have discovered what the head of the
house looked like. He always had a layer of coal dust on his face.
Meanwhile, our goat was a great attraction to all the
children in town - and the adults too were fascinated. Rachel was a very
friendly goat - except that she was jealous of my two year old daughter
- she tried to knock Diane down every time she turned around. Diane soon
was scared to death to go out without me. The goat had a fatal complex
- she thought she was human. I'd raised her since she was a week old -
and she had been allowed to sit on my lap and be petted like a little
child. The fear my daughter had developed finally forced me into giving
Rachel away - a sad day for me, but a joyous one for Diane.
A little earlier, our big old Tom Cat had developed some
dreadful disease and Frank finally had to dispose of him. I had given
away the 3 goldfish and the turtle to the neighbor children - they smelled
so and we were left with the small kitten. Diane took care of him. She
beat him up regularly till he was the meanest small kitten one could ever
find. You had to be careful how you walked, because he would stalk you
and pounce on your ankles, kicking, biting and clawing. He went the way
of the rest of our pets - I gave him away , too, along with 10 cans of
cat food.
Diane decided to help keep things active, so she proceeded
to eat some aspirin and had to have her stomach pumped out. Then she ate
some medicated hand cream - who knows what else she managed to get into
- I locked everything up after that.
Work on our house was progressing rapidly - it was started
at the beginning of Sept. and we were in at least partly by November 1st. |